The sun slowly rises
And the frost on the ground
Sparkles and dances
As we drive around
Watch the leaves fall
So thickly it's like rain
Showering me in dirt
My smile reflected in the windowpane
The sky's such a pretty hue
Seen from far away
Smile, won't you
Though we never play
Getting stronger throughout
Just not my resolution
Hands stained with dirt
Landscape covered in litter and pollution
Blisters on my feet
Pimples on my face
Hitches in my plans
Trying to find my place
But I'll smile and laugh
At little things I like
The sparkling ground
A frost laden hitch, roof, bike
Standing on covered porches
While leaves shower down
Smiling at strangers
So long as they don't frown
Riding in the back of trucks
Cold wind pushing on my skin
Driving backwards on sidewalks
Seeing where I've been
Don't know exactly where I'm going
Hardly know where I was
But I suppose that's okay
Because, who really does?