Somewhere a Judge lyrics
by Frances Quinlan
There you have it, the beginning and the end
The intern's shovel still covered in sh*t
Death, indiscriminate drags off
The newborn buck with the broken leg
In the shadow of conversations had while I was asleep
Not to mention the years of conversations you've had without me
Afternoon vanilla sun crawls away across the lawn
Through the phone I pull you and drag your voice around
Afternoon vanilla sun crawls away without a sound
Through the phone I pull you and drag your voice around
You don't know I know what's wrong
Notification: 8 executions by drug to beat the expiration
A shelf life of reason, is that what this was, oh Arkansas?
Somewhere a judge stretches himself out on fine tropical sand
I went back to work then took the train home
I saw a fire in the distance
Afternoon vanilla sun crawls away across the lawn
Through the phone I pull you and drag your voice around
Afternoon vanilla sun crawls away without a sound
Through the phone I pull you and drag your voice around
Afternoon vanilla sun crawls away across the lawn
Through the phone I pull you and drag your voice around
Afternoon vanilla sun crawls away without a sound
Through the phone I pull you and drag your voice around
Afternoon vanilla sun crawls away across the lawn
Through the phone I pull you and drag your voice around
Afternoon vanilla sun crawls away without a sound
Through the phone I pull you and drag your voice around
I don't know why I'm so mean each time I come to visit
I don't know why I'm so mean each time I come around
I don't know why I'm so mean each time I come to visit
I don't know why I'm so mean each time I come around
I don't know why I'm so mean each time I come to visit
I don't know why I'm so mean each time I come around
I don't know why I'm so mean each time I come to visit
I don't know why I'm so mean each time I come around
I don't know why I'm so mean each time I come to visit
I don't know why I'm so mean each time I come around