Frozen winter coats
White girls of the North
File past one five and one
They are the fabled lambs of Sunday ham
The ancient snow

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 signs
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 tribe
And we're often in Marcus porch again
Another afternoon with the Goat Head tunes and pilfered booze

We wandered through your mama's house
And the milk from the window lights family portrait circa '95
This is that foreign land of the sprayed on tans and it all feels fine
Be it silk or slime

So when they tap our Monday heads to a zombie-walk in our stead
This town seems hardly worth our 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

Oh whoa oh whoa oh
Oh whoa oh whoa oh
Oh whoa oh whoa oh
Oh whoa oh whoa oh

So when they tap our Sunday heads to a zombie-walk in our stead
This town seems hardly worth our 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

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