Tegan

The magic years, the sun and cheer Are in this box under key and lock These messages on harmonica Sheds of glass and discovery Airplanes to gifts and long lost letters A legacy of love and petty vendettas Broken glasses see through the years My history in my souvenirs

And trinkets read like braille Say God is in the details When ornaments are monuments to me

I still remember the smell of bread For a lost class within July The heat was up, the days were long And I knew I was satisfied Only I will understand The legacy of a man In wars and love and bloody sands I keep it here in my ornaments

And trinkets read like braille Say God is in the details When ornaments are monuments to me The walls are full of sand Where memories are found When ornaments are monuments to me

And no one warned me it wouldn't last Why didn't anybody tell me? It all moved so fast

The guns are drawn inside the head Ten pieces back, already dead The home is torn, my mother warns And I feel a war coming on Cross continents, we cross the sea Crossing roads only to be Right back where we started Dislocated but no smarter

And trinkets read like braille Say God is in the details When ornaments are monuments to me The walls are full of sand Where memories are found When ornaments are monuments to me