Why would they take our cedar
And throw it into the fire
It's easier to pass us by
This great city is in the street
In a house that's full of laughter
Crumbs scattered teeth our chairs
We aren't royalty nor living like the refugees
Rodents carry disease
Hey there special someone
I share because you care
I've never needed outside of you
This is my love letter
Anybody could write it better
We are boring and true
Pulling on the curtain rod
Dust fills the sun rays
The pollution I fear most
It's getting in through radio waves
Your speech saves
Buried in the Sand