Evergreen - Worthwhile

Early spring.

1990

I’ll never change.

I’m an evergreen tree

A brother and a son

Nothing I did to be called a loved one

In my Sunday’s best, I tried to sing with my soul

Desperately trying to fill this hole in my chest

A puddle of sweat where I can see myself

I know there’s no time to pretend to be something else

My life is caught up in these feet and eyes

My heart beats to find the tune to these distant skies

No seasons for me.

I’m the middle C

Evergreen.

No dissonance, just clean

No seasons for me

Carry On Kid

A masterpiece which I just call a mess

I look ahead to respect the process

You live.

You learn.

You reap what you sow

I’ll plant my roots.

I’ll Stay and I’ll Grow