Nice
There is not much to say
Except that it's so risky to quiet down
And listen to him holler
Elizabeth is here with us
That's kind of nice
Right now the dolls are all opening their dead eyes
And shining them at him as he telephones in the next hall,
Answering: Yes he was married to Ruby
And I touched moonlight sonata
If the scratched up cats
Come in to help me
And in a few a minutes Jamie's blood will pound hard
When she wakes from her nap to remember
Her dead brother was alive this morning
After I crack every last one of these clear windows with my memory
And ask the older tree to tell me what they think of our lives
I will prepare to take a quick breath in
When Walt gives me his invisible lips
And only because I am nineteen I will say
Walt, it was wrong to tuck me to sleep that day
You know I dream only when I'm awake
And I'm sorry I opened my eyes and talked before it was over
It's just that I was so comfortable
When you sent me outside
My jacket's neck didn't want to be clutched to my chest anymore
And I let things go and I was home
With a cough and two looks at the backseat
You can scan wildly how to be yourself
I thought about how pretty a brown sky would be tonight
Over our wet shoulders in the spring
And I watched you walk all the way home tonight when it was so cold
And I saw a beautiful girl today she was beautiful and fat
And I noticed how pretty the grey sky was tonight
And I touched my thigh and almost smiled
Liz Avery: words, vox
Travis "Swanson" Nelsen: drums, percussion
Eric J. Nelson: mandolin, bass, electric guitar, organ, percussion