Junk Old Man

Junk old man
There is still people that search into the garbage
So don’t worry

You will sing
And remember
When you were once 11 years old
When you lost your virginity

Junk old man
Sex is easy
And you know it since you were 7

Now is too late to change it
Drink red wine
Sit back and enjoy the trip

Junk old man
The box that seems empty
Is full of stamps

If you look back
You will remember
And in this present
You wonder if you ever saw it

Junk old man
The empty boxes
Are the shadow of your stamps
Stamps of sounds
Stamps of whispers
Stamps of junk

Junk old man
There is still people that search into the garbage
So don’t worry