pigs on the wing

• part i
  
  if you didn't care what happened to me,
  and i didn't care for you
  we would zig zag our way through the boredom and pain
  occasionally glancing up through the rain
  wondering which of the buggers to blame
  and watching for pigs on the wing.
  
  part ii
  
  you know that i care what happens to you
  and i know that you care for me
  so i don't feel alone
  of the weight of the stone
  now that i've found somewhere safe
  to bury my bone
  and any fool knows a dog needs a home