mud to dirt

[iamchrisadams]

made enough to make me happy
spent enough to keep me sad
lost a love, stole a kiss
the best ive ever had

so drive me up the mountain
out of these red-clay valleys
to where the river ends
traveling backwards through time
so it starts down in the sewer,
in the drainage ditches and pipes
and ends up in the mountain
oh, it dies down in the land
oh, it dies here within sight
of the morning heights

our love is a river
that starts up in the mountain
and dies down in the land

from the sky, love showers down
and forms the quiet stream
that smooths out pebbles and wanders
oh, like our childish dream
the stream then finds another
and adds to it its strength
it widens, deepens, fills with fish
the brook begins to race
starts picking up stones then
moves whole pieces of the earth
pushy, muddy, filled with tires
ash to ash, mud to dirt