We cleaned it out
Swept the floors and threw it out by the gate
We cleaned the crates, hosed and scrubbed them lightly
Left them to bake in the afternoon, I wake
them, the colors that is, and they are beautiful to me
I showed you greyish green and blunt yellow
It was all too much I know, I see that now
We had a few minutes to spare, I looked up and skies hurt my eyes for while
They seemed provident, I guess it’s all worth it
I don’t know which ones you saw
I thought of adventures taking place far away
The freshwater museum looking like an abandoned lodge
I wonder, all those fish still hanging there, glass eyes telling us our time nigh
But I’m sure I saw them swimming, someday
I’m gonna’ try that myself.
We stood arms akimbo
We said nothing
and I’m still not going to