Candy wrapper foil shines in the forsythia

Some kind of confetti, industry insignia

Coca Cola can washed up on to the shore

Ain't it kinda funny, can't escape the grocery store

There's always more

Garbage

There was once a forest here, many years before

Marlboro red cartons lined I-84

They came with their engines, flattened local trees

Made a lot of money but it don't make cents for me

There'll always be

Carnage

All I see

Was made for me

But there's runoff in my garden

And there's plastic in my brain

And until someone cares a lot

Nothing's gonna change

What a shame

All I see

Was made for me

But there's runoff in my garden

And there's plastic in my brain

And until someone cares a lot

Nothing's gonna change

All I see

Was made for me

But there's runoff in my garden

And there's plastic in my brain

And until someone gives a fuck

Nothing's gonna change

What a shame