Your sweet country smile,
endearing southern accent---
keeping the emerald hills rolling
I know I can't resist your requests
for simple forgiveness, I know
they can't be as harmless as a
garter snake, dreams are mayflies
and you are a snake nonetheless
blaming it all upon me
as if I snapped the bough first
*
There was once a void inside this heart
but that void has long since left
same story, but I have turned the page
and it's high time you should too
you've got wings waiting to be dipped
in the luminous Spring air but it won't
be me pushing you out the nest this time
but thank you for the memories all the same
some of the ones I like to handpick
and hold close
*
in the Heat, the snow melts
these days I swallow no coats
and can steadily count my steps
I can walk with no enemies
Time sweeps with sickled motion,
cutting this grass so that we may
grow again
Forgiveness, is such a bitter thing
I got a light tan feeling sneaking up
with the rising sun, I don't want to
see you give your best shot,
I don't want anything at all