Guitars and Microphones Kate Pierson

[Verse 1]
Picture of your mother hanging on the wall
Sets my mind back, sets my mind back to that fall
We jumped into the leaves of lovers lost
It set my heart clock, set my heart clock
And our folks smoked, joked till the sun mooned
You set my soul alight, my soul alight you
Trumpets, tigers, dolls, and telephones
You set the table's tone, table's tone, table's tone

[Pre-Chorus]
Growing pains shake your chains
Splintered like firewood
Band-aids won't heal all the things I feel
Friend or foe

[Chorus]
Lost to the dawn, we're moving on
We split like an apple thrown against the wall
Lost to the dawn, we're moving on
We split like an apple thrown against the wall

[Verse 2]
Banded together by guitars and microphones
We wrote our protest songs, we wrote our protest songs
Dreams chased me like a criminal
We took our orange pills, we took our orange pills
While they clapped, we cracked like a walnut shell
Secrets we never tell, secrets we never tell
I keep you safe in my treasure chest
But time, a clever theft, stole you endless