Lyrics Red Right Ankle - The Decemberists

This is the story of your red right ankle
& How it came to meet your leg
& How the muscle, bone, & sinews tangled
& How the skin was softly shed
& How it whispered, "Oh adhere to me
For we are bound by symmetry
& 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
& How his face was carved & rift with wrinkles
In the picture in your head
& Remember how you found the key
To his hideout 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 & loved you then
& Some were sweet, & some were cold & snuffed you
& Some just laid around in bed
Some had crumbled you straight to your knees
Did it cruel, did it tenderly
Some had 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