In the morning I woke
With the dawn
And the sleep in my eyes
Still lingered on
And the dust lifted up
With the sun
All the acres of land
I tilled into one
And I felt all the air on a breeze
Like a mockingbird song
For you and for me
Believe when I say
It don’t matter
And know you got nothing to prove
Except what you lose
And the pain I had
Felt in my bones
How it burns and it crawls
Tearing down walls
And the rain with her hand
Watering
Every blade of grass
What mattered to me
Believe when I say
It don’t matter
And know you got nothing to prove
Except what you’re willing to lose
Believe when I say
It still matters
And know they got nothing on you
Me, well, I’ll find something new
And the wind came on in through the fields
Over miles of cotton
Still turnin’ wheels
And I felt what was left
Of my time
All the same on the earth
What’s yours and what’s mine
How to live
How to love
Without a goodbye
How to live
How to love
When good is goodbye
About the Creator
Sawyer Phillips
Singer-songwriter recovering from an injury. *Now pursuing a career in creative writing* Black coffee and late night flights. ☕️✈️✨


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