Nineteen Thirty-Six - Phox
Her blood is our blood too I know
And I feel all of it too and you know you know
1936 breathing
Garnet her stone ever gleaming
And Edith's hope is for love
But she doesn't hear of her grandchildren grieving
Eldest raised by Al Ringling
Spirit granted from Sing Sing
All of her heart is for ***
And she doesn't care that everyone is leaving
Her blood is our blood too I know
And I feel all of it too
And you know and you know
Her blood is our blood too and I know
I feel all of it too and you know
And halfway in the hour toward the mid of the night
We met our hands despite our wicked fight
And we will sort our way around
This awful mess that all our genes have thrown around
Her blood is our blood too and I know
Her blood is our blood too and I know
And I feel all of it too and you know
Her blood is our blood too and I know
And I feel all of it too
