I’m going to be
A lake
In the middle
Of a desert
I’m going to be blue
I’m going to be cool
I’m going to be at ease
No matter how hot
It gets around me
I’m going to stay
Even when
It won’t rain
I’m going to be inviting
Even when
Too many show up
And ask me
To explain myself
I’m going to live forever
Even when the sand
Starts creeping up on me
Nothing’s going to change
Nothing’s going to shake me up
Nothing’s going to make me think
I have to count backwards
From a hundred
And leave where I know
I should be
When the house starts to rattle
And the bulldozers
Try telling me
That the rent wasn’t paid
I’ll show ‘em the checks
And the money
That’s not there
And go under the boards
Until I hear the roof come in
And I’ll laugh
Because I’m not there
I’m a lake
I’m a big bucket of water
And the heat won’t tell me
Where to go
Under the boards
I’ll be eating my tuna sandwich
And when they build a new house
It’ll be me in the dirt
With the worms
And my skin won’t be skin
It’ll be the tadpoles
My hair won’t be hair
It’ll be the reeds
The boat you see going by
Will be all the stories
I got told
That I couldn’t forget
The hills of West Virginia
Are drier than a desert
When you need a friend
But I don’t need anything
But that first bit of water
And from there
It’ll spread
Like when you drop
Orange juice
On the kitchen floor
You’ll see me
Get bigger and bigger
Until I’m bigger than the desert
And nothing’s bigger
Than the desert
You’ll see me
Go all across the globe
Like one big ocean
That forgot
To break apart
Nobody will know
I was under the boards
And that I wasn’t tall
Or smart
Or that I was an American
The bulldozers thought they got me
But nothing can get me
If you want the rent
You gotta come see me
While you hold your breath
Ask the fish where I am
And they’ll laugh in your face
Because you don’t think
Something can be so different
From what it was
When you were looking for it
My brain won’t be diseased
Because it’ll be trees
Growing along
The sides of me
I’ll be the place
For people to come
And sit
And feel relief
You’ll never be able
To stop me
From making
Who I am
What I am
Something everybody loves
Just gotta
Become that thing first
But now
I gotta sit tight
But now
I gotta just
Sit tight
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