Phantom Limb - iTunes Session

Foals in winter coats
 White girls of the North
 File past one, five and one
 They are the fabled lambs
 Of Sunday ham
 The E.H.S. norm
 And they can float above the grass
 In circles if they tried
 A latent power I know they hide
 To keep some hope alive
 That a girl like I could ever try
 Could ever try
 So we just skirt the hallway sides
 A phantom and a fly
 Follow the lines and wonder why
 There's no connection
 A week of rolling eyes
 And cheap shots from the trite
 And we're off to Nemarcas' porch again
 Another afternoon with the goat head tunes
 And pilfered booz
 We wandered through her mama's house,
 And the milk from the window lights
 Family portraits circa 95
 This is that foreign land
 With the sprayed on tans
 And it all feels fine
 Be it silk or slime
 So when they tap our Monday heads
 Two zombies walk in our stead
 This town seems hardly worth the time
 And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme
 Too far along in our climb
 Stepping over what now towers to the sky
 With no connection
 So, when they tap our Sunday heads
 Two zombies walk in our stead
 This town seems hardly worth the time
 And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme
 Too far along in our crime
 Stepping over what now towers to the sky
 With no connection