The Beating Heart

Metric - Help, I'm Alive

I tremble

They're gonna eat me alive

If I stumble

They're gonna eat me alive

Can you hear my heart beating like a hammer, beating like a hammer

Help, I'm alive, my heart keeps beating like a hammer

Hard to be soft, tough to be tender

Come take my pulse, the pace is on a runaway train

Help, I'm alive, my heart keeps beating like a hammer, beating like a hammer

If you're still alive

My regrets are few.

If my life is mine,

what shouldn't I do?

I get wherever I'm going,

I get whatever I need

while my bloods still flowing

and my heart still beats.

Help, I'm alive, my heart keeps beating like a hammer

Hard to be soft, tough to be tender

Come take my pulse, the pace is on a runaway train

Help, I'm alive, my heart keeps beating like a hammer, beating like a hammer

Help, Im alive, my heart keeps beating like a hammer.

Learning all about the heart in the past two weeks; I've never really stopped to think how amazing this fist-size organ is, until now. I'm sure all med students would've felt the same way (at some point in their med school life) as I do right now, about the beating heart. How beautiful it is, beating on its own, its sounds so reassuring, so soothing. "Do you see how beautiful it is? Do you see? It's poetry!" Dr. Tom Traill proclaimed. I couldn't have agreed more. There is so much more to write about, but time does not allow me to do so. Have to get back to learning all about tachycardia. For now I shall share one of my longtime favs that's been playing in my head for the past few days. Such an apt soundtrack while studying the heart. :)