City Dump

She's a little girl, sits on the branch. Sings along to the winter breeze.
A pigeon yells out and  memories burn.
She sees a yellow light, guides her to cover her eyes.
A mice runs away and seconds die.
She sees fire among the gate, but it doesn't burn.
World sends her to the cage.
She tries to love it, she does.
Fly flies above a frozen pork.
She tries to eat it, yes she does.
Na na na na, she sings all night.
Na na na na, oh yes she does.
She makes many snow balls, then breaks all of them, she smiles.
She's just a little girl, sits on the branch.
Dear sky, she just wants to play.