Why should I have all the fun?
Such joy shines out from beauty
Bright enough to blind a man
Without the sense to shade his heart
That feeling, so like gravity,
lets me know at any time your place
and tells me every tale of you that nobody else hears
Not even you
It keeps me rooted to a spot
that could not nourish any other oak
and emits a nearly-silent sound
that turns my leaves from green to orange
and lets them know when to let go
and float lightly to the dirt
Words & Music by Mike Power 