And were slow to acknowledge the knots in our laces Heart it races. And we go back to where we moved out, to the places Heart it races. I bought it in a can. Stirred it with my fingers. Singing Oom dada oom dadadada Threw it out the window Lately you been tan, suspicious for the winter.Thinking Oom dada oom dadada Life's like little splinters Life's like little splinters And we're slow to acknowledge the knots in our laces. Heart it races. And we go back to where we moved out, to the places. Heart it races. I sold it to a man, and threw him out that window. He went, oom dada oom dadada Made his wife a widow Heart it races alone Heart it races alone Heart it races alone Heart it races alone Heart it races alone Heart it races alone Heart it races alone Heart it races alone Heart it races alone Heart it races alone Heart it races alone Heart it races alone Heart it races alone Heart it races alone Heart it races alone