Seeds In The Ground - Jeff Pianki
I'm the garden you plant
The son of a man
The first grain of sand
I was out in the cold
The December snow
When they closed down the roads
That's not you lying in those clothes
Just a figure of a man that I used to know
You sow all the seeds and they grow into me
And now it's time for you to go plant another row
I'm a half-written book
A fish on the hook
The first of two looks
I'm a broken machine
An old trampoline with some rusted out springs
You're a memory from a photograph I found
In a broken picture frame lying on the ground
Now I'm forced to believe
In something that can't be
In a world that won't wait for me to come around
I'm a bottled up note
A song you once wrote filled with old anicdotes
I'm the garden you plant
The son of a man
The first grain of sand