Spring Owls

A RIVER CARRIES ON

On a rooftop black as night,

I listened to the noise

travelin' alongside the breeze.

Been fightin' for the longest time,

the snake in the tree and the past that shaded me.

      We all know that a pond will spoil.

      We all know that a pond will spoil.

      We all know that a river carries on.

First steps down a garden line,

I can recall

growin' alongside the weeds.

Been fightin' for the longest time,

that candle light and the roots that crowded me.

      We all know that a pond will spoil.

      We all know that a pond will spoil.

      We all know that a river carries on...