| 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 that 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 | |
| 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 |