Tom Waits - Broken Bicycles Lyrics
Broken bicycles,Old busted chains,With busted handle barsOut in the rain.Somebody mustHave an orphanage forAll these things that nobodyWants any moreSeptembers reminding julyIts time to be saying good-bye.Summer is gone,Our love will remain.Like old broken bicyclesOut in the rain.Broken bicycles,Dont tell my folks;Theres all those playing cardsPinned to the spokes,Laid down like skeletonsOut on the lawn.The wheels wont turnWhen the other has gone.The seasons can turn on a dime,Somehow I forget every time;For all the things that youve given meWill always stayBroken, but Ill never throw them away