...he'll still be like ...it's so good. she's ...tell ya about personal testimony ...please keep feeding us the young sun the old story forming hasn't been the same since dad came by this morning did you see the way mom's looking at us mark it well your eyes meet mine when we hear her call the strange birds in the yard a portrait of the symbols that she painted on the garden wall did you see the way mom's looking at us did you see the way mom's looking at us don't say anything