Something Green

​Something Green

Sometimes
You hate the one that You love
Sometimes
You watch your life from above
Sometimes
The root's too deep to dig up
Sometimes
The hand won’t fit any glove

But I want to believe
There’s a place we can be
Sheltered from the breach
To make a special moon of me

Sometimes you wake up into the sun
Sometimes
You see what you have become
Sometimes
Your legs forget how to run
Sometimes
You can’t tell who beats the drum

But I want to believe
There’s a place we can be
Among the dogwood trees
To make a special moon of me

Some fabled simple time
Cast me as something
Something green
Holding a rose
For you to see
Amidst the cannon fog of every day
A light reveals
The only three things you’ll ever be

Who you've been, who you are, and who you'll be