In the courtyard No birds, no bees, no beasts, no life Dying flowers, dying plants, dying trees, thinning air Red brick on crooked cobblestones on a poor foundation Crummy TV showing bunk shows for people with free time Scratched vinyl floors with water stains breaking apart Seats taken by empty frames with empty minds Iβm waiting on friends who donβt know their way If they donβt arrive, the day will remain the same Nothing Sitting Drowning in the grey