The trash inside the alley way is on its way to spilling on the sidewalk
The birds are waiting there for it
They are eating well tonight
A ripped out page from a notebook full of letters to a lover that don't love her back
Says she's moving on
She's moving on
The sticky side of a strip of tape is picking up the dust and hair and little things
That you got on your coat
When you were freezing cold
The wooden handle of a metal ax is bruising up his shoulder as he carries it
He's splitting wood today
Yea he splits wood for fun