..You are my junkyard..

You are my junkyard..You are my junkyard..

tainted love hanging on the corner webs
lost hope taking last breath on the dusty canvas
restless nights spread as dust on the floor
dry cries trapped in the pages of old books 

You are my junkyard..You are my junkyard..

overwhelemed anger tightly stuffed in the bags
pangs of fear packed inside the fragile boxes
demises gracefully folded under the rusty trunk
unpainted goals tousled on the shelved waiting to be realized

You are my junkyard..You are my junkyard..

time after time I kept dumping them on you 
bit by bit you picked them all without prejudice
with the wretched heart whenever I came to you
hugging my junk you have traquillized my soul

You are my junkyard..You are my junkyard..