Jeff said
I wish I was dirt
I'd wait on the spills and the the cigarette butts
Doubt very much it would hurt
From the bounce of the glass
Or the filter, for better or worse

He said it's easy to soak up stories
If you're laying on the ground

And he said
No clocks or unrequited work
It'd just be me, I'm the dirt
I let you walk all over me anyway
So let me enjoy it