poison oak, some boyhood bravery.
when a telephone was a tin can on a string
and i fell asleep with ya still aparking to me you said you were afraidtodie...
in polariods you were dressed in womens clothes...
were you made ashamed whyd ya lock them in a drawer
welli dont think that i ever loved you more
then when you turned away when you slammed the door when you stole the car and drove towards mexico and you wrote bad checks just to fill your arm, i was young enough,i still believed in war.........................
well let the boys cry themselves to sleep
and all theirtearful words would turn back into steam
but me im a single cell ona serpents tongue theres a mighty field where the garden was but im glad you got away my clothes are soaking wet from your brothers tears.
and i never tyhought this klife was possible
youre the yellow bird that ive been waiting for
fthe end of paralysis was A SATAUETTE NOE IM DRUNK AS HELL ON A PIANO BENCH AND WHEN I PRESS THE KEYS IT ALL GETS REVERSERED THE SOUND OF LONLINESS MAKES ME HAPPPPIER---Lyrics submitted by Jamie.
Zeige deinen Freunden, dass dir Poison Oak von Bright Eyes gefällt: