I‘ve tried it in a dessert I’ve tried it in a dessert, I’ve tried it in snow I’ve tried to bury my poor old heart It had no chance to grow I wandered among the mountains Then walked back through the crack down the Blackhole Street I heard a voice counting Counting down the shadows leaking out of my feet I threw it in the river The cold damp street lamp by my side Said I ain’t no forgiver And turned my back to the hopeless night I saw you standing there On the day I swore never more to frown Then I pushed your hair Out of your face and saw tears coming down