Come On Home

Heavenly dancing fish scales in brown and wind green water
Perfectly unspoiled as Nature’s new born daughter
Come rushing by like blessings in this Thornton river vein
Reminding me to see everything that’s made of rain
The best way to remember this is to feel the breath of Spring
Her perfume falls like feathers from every blue bird’s wing
Her blood is clear and warm, it’s simply who we are
Made of everything that flows in this river made of stars.

So when the pavement doesn’t kiss you
And the cement breaks your heart
When the promise on your screen
Turns empty cold and dark
Walk away
Put down the phone
Come on out
Where my garden grows
Leave that life
You think you own
Leave it all
And come on home

There’s nothing like forever to tell us we don’t know
How we can ever measure how far back in time we go
We had palomino ponies as soft as river sand
And the broken ends of daylight were bouquets in our hands
Leave the rhythm that has driven us too fast to see the past
Leave the way we’ve learned to love our plastic steel and glass
Let Hurricanes and earthquakes be whispers from the earth
As she tells us to awaken, to be grateful for our birth

And when the pavement doesn’t kiss you
And the cement breaks your heart
When the promise on your screen
Turns empty cold and dark
Walk away
Put down the phone
Come on out
Where my garden grows
Leave that life
You think you own
Leave it all
And come on home
As she tells you to be grateful for the seeds that you will sow
Come out to the garden
Come on home
Come on Home

@Ben Mason 4-2020