Ribcage Songtext
von Lorkin O'Reilly

Turn your head
Go easy now
The light on my front porch is flickering out
Does your phone book fall from the seam?

Dangerously addicted to social smoking


Curling her finger
She beckons me back
To sit at the table with her knife in my back
Will your Ribcage save you from heartbreak?

Guilty of wasting Sunday morning
Guilty of wasting Sunday morning

Sunset now
Sinks far behind
The walls of my backyard and leaves without sound
Will you ever harness a day dream?