[ Featuring Money ]
Moldy copper pot
Frozen fixture in the dark
Once so dear to me
Rusted engine part(s)
All that's brewing in the pot
Silent gurgles of steam
Silent murmurs of steam
Baby spiders call it a home
Baby spiders, home sweet home
Tiptoe creaky door
Hung on hinges in defeat
Something no one could need
The molded copper pot
Sitting quiet in the dark
Thinks it's something it's not
Never left here to rot
Baby spiders call it a home
Baby spiders, home sweet home
Somewhat ruined thoughts
No one's dusted here in weeks
