steve sleeps in an old house

well, we were all there
and you had a broke-down car
and his care was somewhere between
and the house was old,
in that broke-down kinda way
which makes everything pretty like
children's toys in disorder

there was a wind-chime on the porch that
didn’t make a sound
so I tied a knot in the leather and
the noise went
click clank ding tink tong

6 am is still dark, you know
in that broke-down kinda way
and he said “christ –
you sound depressed,
in that broke-down kinda way"