In your garden strange flowers grow Between the rose bushes pansies and buttercups land mines are planted in strategic positions As I walk amongst them carefully watching my step I realize You are at war with the world
Suit and tie will do just fine For exuding white-collar power The kind of power that Comes with cash And comes from the mind Suit and tie power indicates Intellectualism The socialization of humanity Into self-control A detachment from Baser instincts
But give me grease stains On the dull orange canvas Of Carhartt overalls Calloused hands and A belt full of tools The kind of power That indicates mental fortitude That comes from the physical And a willingness To get the job done To do the dirty work ...
When we move we leave behind pieces of ourselves for people we'll never meet something as simple as a lighter and half a pack of firelighters on the the wood stove
It tells part of our story that we loved the warm in the depths of winter though it can't paint the picture of us dragging the mattress into the living room late at night on a last minute whim to fall asleep infront of the dancing heat of the amber light