Gold Or Seed
My oldest and dearest friend How I've pondered the end of this season And how to mark the occasion To show my affection and gratitude For rambling these many markers with me Can't let my being resort to evasion The baseball you drove into my eye That left me crying for my life A poster from the concert That ended in a flash flood My name tag from when we worked holidays In those tattered polo shirts No, these things ought not be given Too sentimental in their nature What good would they provoke Now that you're headed to the tracks Probably just cause you heartache Props you'd use for the sake of joke You know I'm a very rare breed My expressions never been sublime Didn't keep you from crossing the double lines Kept to myself, like always Though I was swelling with rage within Thought you knew your actions weren't benign Wanted to keep on climbing that tree See things that we hadn't seen But you didn't take time to examine the fruit Didn't keep your eye on your feet Stumbled every which way you moved All whilst I remained the passive mute Our time together instructed my ways You lived as an exposé I never offered the same in return So let me chasten you a bit 'Fore you head on your way And it's time for us to adjourn
