Sidewalk Sale

the tubes that get turned on for the red guitar that you
 learned on the records you left me the
 cookbooks the ten-inch TV that radio you found the thing couldn't reach
 downtown I think I've had my fill so if you want the stuff still you're
 gonna see it in a sidewalk sale old
 boxes and broken chairs strangers can take this stuff away you're gonna
 see it in a sidewalk sale on the lawn, a sunny day you're gonna see it
 in a sidewalk sale someday
 your face when you'd wake up schemes that you'd always take up the way
 that you stood on the pedestal you were put on the moons you brought
 around the stars that you
 pulled down the spaces that you fill and though I want the stuff still
 you're gonna see it in a sidewalk sale if every room that I walk through
 in this place could be packed up
 box by box I'd have a pile that reaches into space you're gonna see it
 in a sidewalk sale and I'll be taking the money there strangers can take
 this stuff away