Guitars and Microphones

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 choked 'til the sun moved You set my soul alive, my soul alive you Dropping staggers, dolls and telephones You set the tables tone, tables tone Tables tone Growing pains shake your chains Splintered like firewood Bandaids won't heal all the things I feel Friend or foe Lost to the dawn, we're moving on You split like an apple Thrown against the wall Lost to the dawn, we're moving on You split like an apple Thrown against the wall Blended 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'll never tell Secrets we'll never tell I'll keep you safe in my treasure chest 'Til time the clever thief stole you and left Growing pains shake your chains Splintered like firewood Bandaids won't heal all the things I feel Friend or foe Lost to the dawn, we're moving on You split like an apple Thrown against the wall Lost to the dawn, we're moving on You split like an apple Thrown against the wall You split like an apple Thrown against the wall You split like an apple Thrown against the wall Bandaids won't heal all the things I feel Friend or foe Lost to the dawn, we're moving on You split like an apple Thrown against the wall Lost to the dawn, we're moving on You split like an apple Thrown against the wall You split like an apple Thrown against the wall You split like an apple Thrown against the wall