Dry, Hard Red Clay

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The Jethro Experience

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I listened to the ocean's roar
As I walked alone by the shore
I closed my eyes and wished the old you was here

The sea splashed cold on my toes
And the sand stuck to my clothes
But all I felt was the chill of hurtin' in the air

On the sand was a heart made of clay
It had been battered by the ocean's stormy waves
It felt cold in my hands and almost as cold as your words

That heart had seen better days
It had been scratched and scarred along the way
And I wondered how, like you, the clay had become so hard

Maybe the pain would ease if I just understood
Why you chose to drift away
The early days were pretty good, but now I feel like I've been used
Because your heart now it's nothing more than dry, hard red clay

Dry, hard red clay.  Dry, hard red clay.
Your heart now, it's nothing more than dry, hard red clay
Oooh.  Oooh.  Your heart now, it's nothing more than dry, hard red clay

Maybe the pain would ease if I just understood
Why you chose to drift away
The early days were pretty good, but now I feel like I've been used
But your heart now it's nothing more
Your heart now it's nothing more than

Dry, hard red clay.  Dry, hard red clay
Your heart now, it's nothing more
Your heart now, it's nothing more
Your heart now, it's nothing more than dry, hard red clay

Dry, hard red clay
Your heart now, it's nothing more than dry, hard red clay

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