California Demise 3 - The Olivia Tremor Control

Home of the saints, burn down the walls

Between spaces, between friends

Archaic angels pose in rows

And in my garden angels grow

They come inside only at night

Inter-static sunbeams

Are the angels only storybook

They come inside only at night

Inter-static sunbeams

Are the angels only storybook

Friends

Everybody sees everyone

They don’t bother wearing seatbelts

To protect them from the wreck

They’ve already died in the California demise