Les and Ray Nine years old and climbing out the house thru a song played on piana by my neighbors Les and Ray. I put my head up against the wall to be closer to the music that they played. You were my oxygen, the thing that made me think I could escape. This is a thank you song for Les and ray You were my batteries, the thing that made em think I could escape. Here's a song for Les and, here's a song for Les and Ray