Seeds In The Ground

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