The Decemberists Lyrics

8. Red Right Ankle

This is the story of your red right ankle 
And how it came to meet your leg 
And how the muscle bone and sinews tangled 
And how the skin was softly shed 
And how it whispered, 
"Oh, adhere to me for we are bound by symmetry 
And whatever differences our lives have been 
We together make a limb" 
This is the story of your red right ankle 

This is the story of your gypsy uncle 
You never knew cause he was dead 
And how his face was carved an ripped with wrinkles 
In the picture in your head 
And remember how you found the key 
To his hide-out in the Pyrenees, 
But you wanted to keep his secret safe, 
So you threw the key away? 
This is the story of your gypsy uncle 

This is the story of the boys who loved you 
Who love you now and loved you then 
And some were sweet and some were cold and snuffed you 
And some just layed around in bed 
And some, they crumbled you straight to your knees 
Did it cruel, did it tenderly 
Some they crawled their way into your heart 
To rend your ventricles apart 
This is the story of the boys who loved you 
This is the story of your red right ankle

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