The Hummingbird

The shadow, in the corner of the bar
Takes up an old guitar, and strums a lazy strum
He strums it for you, only for you
The hummingbird, spins his tiny wings
Have you heard the song he sings
When he hums his crazy hums
He hums them for you, only for you
This calender, holds a thousand days
Did you hear the sound he made
As he turned another page
He turned it for you, only for you