Jeff Gangwer - Inheritance lyrics

Inheritance: The look we share— That handsome, troublesome look The fingers that punch the keys— Working words into lines—and lines into stanzas The books we like— The Pilgrim's Progress and others that perplex and astound The movement in our feet and in our legs— That high that we feel in the long, painful miles that we run That frightful temper— Sending cellular telephones like missiles into gypsum walls