Borstal Lyrics - Bozeman - Steel Pole Bath Tub

I couldn't have done a better job 

of falling apart, but that's alright 

I fell with the grace of dirt 

the trees bent red around me and 

I should write the folks more ofter 

than I do, but I don't 

and like a bottle spun loose on 

the concrete I crawl. 

I spin my bottle down the tracks. 

It splits in half, exactly. 

I fall down on the pavement. 

The trees bend down around me. 

I take the subway back downtown, 

collect the papers we drew on, 

address the envelope to Mom.