i. Broken Instrument

How ever did I end up here?

Laying beside bottles emptied of beer

Pushed to the roadside like a piece of junk on the curbside

Watching as the whole world passes me by

I remember years ago

A life of fortune, dreams untold

I made music for everyone to hear

And then they started to either smile or shed tears

They loved me throughout the years

Until one day I cracked my wooden frame

Wouldn't stay intact

Ain't it funny how a little time changes everything?

One day you're living on top

Next day you're suffering from a long drop

And now it's got me wondering

How ever did I end up here?

Once upon a time there lived a maker

He built instruments so fine, each one he treasured

I was counted among them from the start

The beautiful tones brought peace to the people's hearts

And they used me to play their art

Until they did it, I broke down

They threw me out, and I hit the ground

Ain't it funny how a little time changes everything?

One day you're living on top

Next day you're suffering from a long drop

And now it's got me wondering

How ever did I end up here?

If only I could make it to the maker

He lives some place in this world

I just don't know where

If only someone would take me there

I'm crying out to somebody, "Pick me up, then take me there"

But the only one that seems to hear me

Is the garbage truck 'cause here it comes to take me to the city dock

And who will hear me from there?

Who will hear me from there?

How ever did I end up here?