Accomodation

 The rubble of life provokes a desolation
A house that has subsided off it's foundations
leaving behind piles of wood and wires frayed 
Uncaring neighborhood eyes and heads  turn away

slushing out onto the street
Slumming out onto the street
Apathy is a filthy beat
echoing pretend relief 

Left to encroach and die
to perturb the passerby
deaf blind neighbors at ease
senseless and easily pleased

the rubble of life makes one stall
many let their woman clean it all
as she shovels it out with broken tools
you continue to deposit barrel fulls

It becomes too much for her
Sweat on her brow tumbles into her eyes they flutter
the rocks wood and plaster reach all the way into the gutter
The rubble of life dusty and heavy

They wanted to beautify this old wreck
get some outta towners for weekend kicks
leisure illusion and party tricks
It's all crumbled now

The humble ones arise from the cracks
Come after dark to pick among the scraps
for odds and ends that might add or mend
their meager existences

All is well erase thought
all is a bowl of dirty water
unable to see ones reflection
No rationale or predilection

Tonnes of rubble
on our shoulders
On faces like stubble
Weighing us down over years

Art of pretending not to care
we swing by the local supermarket
Hauling rock dust in our hair
Almost buckling at the knees

the strain on our faces
Our unpaid lives unpaid fees
Our dirty heavy debt
Ou illusory legacy