Collected collectables bright on the shelves
Nothing to see save for everyone else
All those behaviors just crying for help
A twisted vanguard to imprison itself
All those nice pieces apart on the floor
Swept up with the darkness, the light, and the poor
Swept up with the difference the beauty and pain
Let's control the weather let's avoid the rain
Let's put them in packages and lead them ashore
Let's keep crying out give me more! give me more!
To promise them better, to lead them astray
To stop all this rhyming or the point won't get made