Sometimes I think if I forget about the problem
It’ll just go away
and it does at least for awhile
Sometimes in spring in Texas when the sun is finally shining
and yet to seek vengeance
on unsuspecting passersby
Summer is hot and dry
I wish I was the mud
Sinking in the stench of Lake Tawakoni
A 6 yrs olds knee high
Sometimes I think if I forget about the problem
It’ll just go away
Winter is Newark, New Jersey
cold and misty and grey
Walking Hoboken Harbor
The great big rotten apple enveloped in a dreamy haze
I used to love when the autumn leaves began to fall
and these are absolutely the only things
my father and I
have in common at all
Aug 6, 2025
Aug 6, 2025 at 5:41 AM UTC
Sometimes I think if I forget about the problem
It’ll just go away
and it does at least for awhile
Sometimes in spring in Texas when the sun is finally shining
and yet to seek vengeance
on unsuspecting passersby
Summer is hot and dry
I wish I was the mud
Sinking in the stench of Lake Tawakoni
A 6 yrs olds knee high
Sometimes I think if I forget about the problem
It’ll just go away
Winter is Newark, New Jersey
cold and misty and grey
Walking Hoboken Harbor
The great big rotten apple enveloped in a dreamy haze
I used to love when the autumn leaves began to fall
and these are absolutely the only things
my father and I
have in common at all
