Angel D. has come back to say
A piece on your early practices
When they took shape the heaters melted metal on the ceiling
My dad heard you propose a plan
We'd draw a map and escape the house
A car hits the barricades,
The summer smells, the street,
Try to climb in a window
I was listening through the floorboards
Bad news for our fifteen-year-old
The little brother didn't know what happened
At my desk I read the stories
That make sense of a whole life's entirety
At my job I make the entries
And try to cross every boundary that I see
In a box entitled "Memories" of the years that pa**ed
I stowed away a special gem for two
When the wine gla** shattered against the mantle, we felt somewhat scared
And never left the living room that night
Angel D. has come back to say:
A jealous brother always gets his way
The firefighter turned around and walked away
Johnny why did you hate me then?
I just needed your attention
You paint the walls, the attic's done, a civil war still rages on
At my desk I read the stories
That make sense of a whole life's entirety
At my job I make the entries
And try to cross every boundary that I see
In a box entitled "Memories" do you recall a name, a face,
A distant voice crying out?
When the wine gla** shattered against the matle we felt somewhat scared
And never left the living room that night