Heaven Knows from Real Warmth by Joan Shelley

I was born in a breaking.
I was born in love lost and a simmering anger, wild heat

I was born loving you.
I was born tied to a silent grief, a tangled thing

You came in and with a glance
made me spin your silver dance,
broke my fever, fed my hunger

You were bright in my torn sky.
Filled my nights with lovesick eyes,
like a rippling river of every color

Wounds defended, wounds repaired.
I turn my face to shield the glare
and in your absence
see what’s there

We got more than we deserved.
You got blinded, I got burned.
Pulled apart
but then returned

The world expands, the world explodes
I ground my feet and hold you close.
Its not an end, its how it grows,
heaven knows

• Folk
• Kentucky
• Louisville
• fingerstyle guitar
• indie folk
• singer-songwriter
• Louisville