Kristin Hersh Arnica Montana
The baby's so simian I guess we never evolved completely You can see it in me
A naked grass widow moment Did you see his beautiful eyes In the red twilight
We've done our time In the pressure cooker On arnica montana With the desperate Tearing down the highway Like they've got no place to stay
A fulgent fourth grader Dressed in nylon and blue A sheepish smile just for you
We've done our time In the pressure cooker On arnica montana With the desperate Tearing down the highway Like they've got no place to stay
We lit our caps And fingernails And leaves behind the back porch Through the smoke Four shining eyes The future's later Everybody's here