the road reopens but many have not returned they’ve found other routes
we wait for spring, stuck indoors, which makes our winter memories warmer
spring feels late this year as the cherry tree slowly begins to flower
you can pound a nail with a wrench, but a hammer is the better choice
when idled, we see maybe we do not need this many shopping carts
we can feel lonely in the winter night; even if others are there
when a branch is cut history and the future are forever changed
in later autumn before the snow, a quiet beauty starts to show
as we play the game hoping for a treat, someone is planning a trick
we’ve got a system that was built for yesterday that we need to fix
uptown jack 