Broken Glass (or, someone broke into my subaru and stole some stuff)

Broken glass
A broken dream
On broken asphalt
A tired scream

The heat wave hits all,
But some get hit harder
and some have to walk farther
On well-worn soles.

The heat wave hits all,
It’s a hot and humid heat
But still everyone’s gotta eat
In a mile full of holes.

Some broken glass
A broken dream
On broken asphalt
A tired scream

Saying:

“I ain’t here for you,
I’m here for me.
You ain’t here for me either,
In this hot and humid weather.

And you got more now
Than you ever had
before time had opened
And the beginning had yet to be spoken

So I’m gonna get mine
and you’re gonna get yours
And between the two of us
The gettin’s gone get old

Until it’s all long gone
And we’ll be wondering why
We felt the need to hold on
To all the broken glass.”