Head Of Femur - Ringodom or Proctor lyrics

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