Dry Lyrics

The earth is hard and unmoving

And I tread on it lightly

I cannot make a good impression

I'm not enough for frozen ground

My hands get weaker in the winter

The numbness of the wind sets in

I wear the season like a scarf, a weighted blanket

But I wish I had a garden again

This summer past I found my body

While coaxing life up from the dirt

I learned that I could keep it thriving

I saw my hands do something right

And now in this unwelcome hibernation

I turn my face toward the sun

I think of burying my future in a greenhouse

And I wish I had a garden again

In truth the spring could find me barren still

I cannot conjure water in my well through force of will

It's not the winter's fault that I've run dry

There's life here to be found

I guess I'm not enough for frozen ground

So instead I reach for pencils

When I could have held a spade

I plant my seedlings in a notebook

And hope they see the light someday

I know that I am not a gardener

I know that I must wait for rain

And I wish I had a garden again