Rebirtha strolling 'cross the street

Juggling keys to a small red car

Butterflies and bombs fly close

Like she's some Disney movie star





Sipping hopes and lonlies

Since the big leagues left us dry

Birtha, Rebirtha sing a sad song

Soothe these troubled times





First time

It's not the first time

Last time

No, I know I seen your place before

Maybe in a past life

Or maybe it was just last night

I don't know





Birtha never sang too well

But her stereo shook glass

Leather gripped our bodies

As her toes curled around the gas





Shaking loose out of Kansas

First twenty minutes in black-and-white

Birtha, Rebirtha, talk to me, take to me

Ease these troubled times





Won't ever talk too much

She had those television eyes

My gaze never strayed too much

Too much past those eyes





She said,