orange

a lot about me is broken
not my heart
or my foot
but the zipper on my coat is,
and so are my thoughts.
so, i drank some wine to try to forget them
and i strapped on my hiking boots
caked in red dust and african mud
...big poppa knows exactly what i'm talking about
and i stepped into the snow, into the white
it rubbed them clean
but i know where i've been walking
and i'm sad about a lot of things right now
but it can only get better
i'll just keep down this path until i'm fixed