Lying on her back in the snow
Watching the angels with their faces painted
She's in Minneapolis now
Washing the color from her house
Another holy roller rolling
Wash another sedative down
She said that she'd ask for help and that she'd stay out for
Another hour or so
So we'd all better leave her alone
Leave her alone
Standing with an ear to the door
We'll just have to hope that she'll be careful
While she carves away at the floor
Pictures of her and her man-o-war
Emily in half
