A Band Of Bees - A Minha Menina

Built my walls long and low

Knuckles crack and lillies grow 

have a baby hold her up let her know 

Leave the airport to the airplanes 

Leave the taxis to the runways 

silvers high up on the landing 

Tastes like early morning 

May you never lose your temper 

Heavy father heavy son 

Angryman 

Thats the hurt thats in your head 

Thats the man that you just met 

may not be a brighter day 

but therell be one on the way 

An angry man needs attention