Hello morning and the morning sun Lights up the damage that the damage's done Send a message you can understand We're time capsules in a garbage can Shelved with things we used to use A box of candles with the wicks removed A battery chambered with corrosive rust A sealtest box with its top ripped off You made your bed but now lie in it Hello evening from the waning world Where things still breathe and colors turn But the tracks of what you used to know They're no longer running under you A well made bed Now lie in it.