Rubbish Dump

There is a little girl carrying a planet in a black bag.

She walks alone dragging it slowly through the wasteland.

And she never asks for help, no matter the weight,

She lifts it up her shoulder to take it to the sky,

She looks up at the stars, she dreams of the past,

And though she’s quite skinny she very rarely cries.

She never asks for help, no matter the weight.

Sometimes this little girl follows the dry bed of the river,

The dragging of the planet sometimes makes it a bit deeper.

But she never asks for help, no matter the depth,

She pulls through the days with the little nature gives her,

And nature’s almost rotten and the days are always bitter,

But she never gives up, with her huge bag she lingers.

She never asks for help, no matter the depth.