Buildings grow hair
If people let them
Green and tussled and overgrown
Inside this head
The piano is gone
Dark and damp and hollow
These modern ruins are sinking into the ground
These modern ruins are sinking into the ground
And no one is stopping them
My empty shell
Is all that remains
Grey and tussled and overgrown
The mantel survives
But his notes are gone
Dark and harsh and hollow
These modern ruins are sinking into the ground
These modern ruins are sinking into the ground
And no one is stopping them
Old ways grow hair
If people let them
Grey and tussled and dead