Evergreen - Trudy Pushpin lyrics

Can you smell him?

he smells like mothballs.

can you feel that net?

i was so young then.

he grew old and couldn't play with them.

and my brother would always give them away

to the man with the jungle in his backyard

and a train set in his garage.

you see, no one drove us then,

and his mother broke her hip three times.

serves her right.

her son killed monarchs,

and other things i liked to watch fly.