Strong As An Oak

Seasons they change but we won’t go nowhere

I envy the smoke filling my lungs

Bellow and blow off into nowhere

silver lining my old friend

I wasn’t cut out for this

we weren’t cut from the same cloth

I fashioned you a sweater to keep you warm and shut your jaw

I’ll show you all my secrets

you keep picking at the threads

Until my chest is bare

silver lining my old friend

We carved our names into the bark

With my grandfather’s Swiss army knife

A hand-me-down promise that we could last

At least until they cut that old tree down

Fade fading faster

there’s miles between us and nothing but

I’ll be fine and you’ll be ready for it

Silver lining, silver lining my old friend

We carved our names into the bark

With my grandfather’s Swiss army knife

A hand-me-down promise that we could last

At least until they cut that old tree down

© 2022 Jason Erie