Warm
Warm in the winter
Warm in the summer
As seasons rotate
Full harvest in autumn
Foals in the springtime
Crops on a plate
As rushing man diverts my focus
Pulling me away from the bliss
Magnifying freckles and blemishes
But how can I complain
When the tank is full
From a deluge of rain?
And how can I remain
Washed up on the shore
In the persistent spray?
And how can I pretend
That I'm not ok
Or that I'm feeling it all
Just the same?
And how can I pretend
That I'm less fortunate than I appear
As if I'm wracked with drought and fear
Or thirsty when
You shower me again
Feeling
I have no guilt for feeling proud
As I remove the cork
So silently I'll sing
To awaken this love in the midst of the dark
It's a chest in a field
It is gold in the park
And I'm joyful
And selling everything
But I have no pill for uncertainty
It grips me more often than not
But in the midst of this intenserenity
How can I complain
When the tank is full
From a deluge of rain?
How can I remain
Washed up on the shore
In the persistent spray?
And how can I pretend
That I'm not ok
Or that I'm feeling it all
Just the same?
And how can I pretend
That I'm less fortunate than I appear
As if I'm wracked with drought and fear
Or thirsty when
You shower me again
