The young woman strikes a vending machine
minutes after seeing her test score.

The young man enjoys lunch under an evergreen.

Her previous night, nothing but a smoke screen.
A new substance leads to a new door.
The morning after, she strikes a vending machine.

He drinks cool water from his canteen.
Not a care in the world; therefore,
the young man enjoys lunch under an evergreen.

More distressed than she’s ever been,
she makes her way to a liquor store.
She treats it like a vending machine.

Brushing the dirt off his shoulder since nineteen,
and sure of what he stands for.
Enjoying lunch under an evergreen.

The distressed girl finds her way to a guillotine.
While collected young man stands up for an encore

After many morning afters, she sells herself
like food from a vending machine
While the young man enjoys lunch under an evergreen