Text: Paul Simon. 1964-1993. Hearts & Bones.

One and one-half wandering Jews
Free to wander wherever they choose
Are traveling together in the Sangre de Cristo
The Blood of Christ Mountains of New Mexico

On the last leg of the journey
They started a long time ago
The arc of a love affair
Rainbows in the high desert air

Mountain passes slipping into stones
Hearts and bones
Hearts and bones
Hearts and bones

Thinking back to the season before
Looking back through the cracks in the door
Two people were married, the act was outrageous
The bride was contagious, she burned like a bride

These events may have had some effect
On the man with the girl by his side
The arc of a love affair
His hands rolling down her hair

Love like lightning shaking till it moans
Hearts and bones
Hearts and bones
Hearts and bones
Hearts and bones

She said, "Why, why don't we drive through the night?
We'll wake up down in Mexico
Oh I, I don't know nothin' about, nothin' about, no Mexico
And tell me why, why won't you love me for who I am, where I am?"

He said
"'Cause that's not the way the world is, baby
This is how I love you, baby
This is how I love you, baby"

One and one-half wandering Jews
Return to their natural courses
To resume old acquaintances and step out occasionally
And speculate who had been damaged the most

Easy time will determine if these consolations will be their reward
The arc of a love affair, waiting to be restored
You take two bodies and you twirl them into one
Their hearts and their bones, and they won't come undone

Hearts and bones
Hearts and bones
Hearts and bones
Hearts and bones