Sierra Lyrics - The Ugly Organ - Cursive

In the desert, where the cities are made of gold, 

There's a girl playing hopscotch with pink ribbon pigtails. 

And hermom calls out from an apartment balcony, 

"come on, baby! your bath is ready! it's almost time for sleep!" 

And I wonder who's the father... 

And I wonder what they call her - sierra. 

Does her mother smoke, or does she jog every morning? 

Does she drink when she thinks about me? 

Or doesn't she need to drink... does she have a man who works a nine to five? 

Does he come home to kiss our young sierra, tuck her in and say goodnight? 

(and an extra kiss for mama...) 

I want that kiss, that kid, that apartment. 

I'm ready to settle down now, so get that man out of my bed. 

I want my daughter back now, I want to kiss her, 

Tuck her in and say, "goodnight, my baby girl, sierra." 

Sierra, sierra, sierra, sierra,