Somewhere a Judge Hop Along

There you have it, the beginning and the end
The intern's shovel still covered in shit
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