One and one-half wandering Jews
Free to wander wherever they choose
Are travelling together
In 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, yeah
Hearts and bones
Hearts and bones

And whoa whoa whoa
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
Step out occasionally
Speculate who's 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 twirl them into one
Hearts and bones, yeah yeah
Hearts and bones
Hearts and bones
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