The Morris Column

[Verse 1]
I saw your picture on the Morris column
Half still stuck, half ripped and fallen
A month gone, longer forgotten
A missed connection, a lost dog howling
I threw a crumb to a pigeon, it stared as if to say
"We've grown soft and humble, but my people once ran this place
We've grown small with feathers, but don't look to me for thanks
I'll drag my crumbs from the trash, and call it treasure"

[Chorus]
You are what the people think you are
I'll shadow your course like a black star
You are what other people think you are
I'll shadow your course like a black star

[Verse 2]
After my shift was over, I took the trash outside
Dumpster possum, pair of glowing eyes
We stared at each other, I swung the bag and knocked him in
Heard him squeal, closed the lid, then I didn't hear anything

[Chorus]
You are what the people think you are
I'll shadow your course like a black star
You are what other people think you are
I'll shadow your course like a black star

[Bridge]
Driving nails, your spirit will break under it
After a while, I waxed fat and kicked
Jobs aren't big enough for the people to fit

[Verse 3]
A brief nod, the circus has no use for bows
I wasn't gonna make it to your show, anyhow
Felt the sand in the corner crunch, I cleared it when I wiped my eyes
A craftsman's life is nothing but compromise

[Chorus]
You are what other people think you are
I'll shadow your course like a black star
You are just what the people think you are
I'll shadow your course like a black star
You are what other people think you are
I'll shadow your course like a black star
You are what the people think you are
I'll shadow your course like a black star