Thin White Rope - Elsie Crashed the Party lyrics

A round of loud birds, a round of scaly bends, A round like trench warfare and my brother's back again Elsie crashed the party in a homemade leather dress My love and I build her a sled and dragged her to her rest All the cities on the edge of the land Where salty waves push sand under the door Are full of people who don't understand Why we have chosen to stay out of the war These longings drive us to the edge of town Where old houses may stand or we may knock em down It isn't malice, it's not a game And not even Elsie will leave as she came All the cities... We broke the law and left the porch light on The sun is brighter than a hydrogen bomb Thirsty and damaged I answer the door To Elsie my creation, my creature from the north All the cities...