look out the window
veirs, laura
my grandma she painted white gold pictures
and my grandpa he went insane
and my grandpa he frittered his money away
and my grandma she looked like a movie star
and if i spend my whole life
looking down at the flaws in the dirt
and the cracks in the wood
and the ants crawling under the door
squeeze through the bars in your head
my grandma they called her a mealy mouth cause she talked too loud
and my grandpa he organized people on their ohio farms
and my grandpa he had working man's arms
and my grandma she smoked a pack a day to end her suffering
squeeze through the bars in your head