And as the sparrow sings. Dawn chorus for. Someone else to hear. The thinker sits alone growing older. And so bitter. She gave them life. She gave them all. They drained her very soul dry...dry. Hey hey hey bitter girl. We're out to sitting here digging you. We flew done here just to figure you. It's easy. Don't be so bitter. Oh oh oh crazy girl. You gave too much and you got nothing. Too many problems and not one thing. In return. Left high and dry. Door. And as the sun rise stream. Flickers on. She finds lavender.