Left Hand Song

Too much time spent trying to crawl into a hole
Trying to crawl out of that hole

I followed a path of a piece of a bread, traveling
From one little sparrow's beak
To another little sparrow's beak

He picked it up, threw it and then dropped it, then
This other one picked it up and threw it and again
Then they broke it into pieces
Ate it up and forgot that it ever existed

They were still hungry, I bet
They were still hungry at the end

I was inside my office at the time
And I got real scared
Thought I saw two snakes slithering
Then I remembered:
Snakes don't live in carpeted areas

Too much time spent
And I'm spent

There is an old meatball wrapped inside of tinfoil
Lying on the bottom shelf of our fridge
A lesson in how fleeting preservation is