Cold Fridge Dignity
Three AM,
the kitchen is cold
He stands alone
in the yellow glow (ahhhh)
One cold carrot
in his hand
Chewing slowly, a quiet man
Looking at
the block of cheese
He is just as hungry as the rest
With a quiet heartbeat
in his chest
He is not better,
he is not clean
Just another soul
in the midnight scene
He will not touch
what he left behind
Closing the door
with a peaceful mind
Great dignity
in the dark (shhh)
He is just as hungry as the rest
With a quiet heartbeat
in his chest
He is not better,
he is not clean
Just another soul
in the midnight scene
Just as hungry... (hummmm)