The Clarke Sisters

They had problems with their father's law
They sleep in the back of a feminist bookstore
The Clarke Sisters

The eldest sister keeps a midnight vigil
The youngest sister she's not spiritual
The Clarke Sisters

And their steel gray hair
Their lovely steel gray hair
The Clarke Sisters

Why don't I introduce you
I'm sure they won't mind
But don't you dare, laugh at their collections
Handed down, handed down for love

Middle sister gets her period blood
The flood of love, the flood of love
The Clarke Sisters

And their steel gray hair
Their lovely steel gray hair
The Clarke Sisters

The afternoon world
The bees have stung the softball girls
Midnight world
The crystal ball down the wooden hall

The tree house stands
Their early childhood were tree house plans
And right above, the Clarke Sisters
Handed down, handed down for love

Handed down to love, handed down to love