| Song | Able Moving Hearts |
| Artist | Sharks |
| Album | Warped Tour 2012 Compilation |
| I broke fall from nothing much at all and tangled with the uninspired | |
| I read pages of past ages and the workings of a lost mind | |
| It’s the roaring of a bright sky that remains behind closed doors | |
| Remember, these things are no ones but yours | |
| Now someone somewhere is quoting Billy for me | |
| But I’ve got taboo boundaries as they be | |
| That make all the things I believed when I was seventeen | |
| Just posters on walls, song lyrics and dreams | |
| It took more than I could ask for and I hung on the edge of disgrace | |
| I gave it back to wherever it came from and left without a face | |
| And the hopelessness it rides us under a dark and helpless cloud | |
| That watches over us so proud | |
| And I lay here gently cut in two | |
| With a crushing apathy against you | |
| And like a heart of gold, I swing from inside busted ribcage bones | |
| All the way home | |
| And so now before I’m broke again, how long will it be | |
| ‘Cause I’ve got taboo boundaries as they be | |
| That make all the things I believed when I was seventeen | |
| Just posters on walls, song lyrics and dreams |
| I broke fall from nothing much at all and tangled with the uninspired | |
| I read pages of past ages and the workings of a lost mind | |
| It' s the roaring of a bright sky that remains behind closed doors | |
| Remember, these things are no ones but yours | |
| Now someone somewhere is quoting Billy for me | |
| But I' ve got taboo boundaries as they be | |
| That make all the things I believed when I was seventeen | |
| Just posters on walls, song lyrics and dreams | |
| It took more than I could ask for and I hung on the edge of disgrace | |
| I gave it back to wherever it came from and left without a face | |
| And the hopelessness it rides us under a dark and helpless cloud | |
| That watches over us so proud | |
| And I lay here gently cut in two | |
| With a crushing apathy against you | |
| And like a heart of gold, I swing from inside busted ribcage bones | |
| All the way home | |
| And so now before I' m broke again, how long will it be | |
| ' Cause I' ve got taboo boundaries as they be | |
| That make all the things I believed when I was seventeen | |
| Just posters on walls, song lyrics and dreams |