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.