Pomegranate

Sugar sweet like cherry pomegranate

Spit the seeds out in the grass

When you were young and you were messy

The others cared but that’s alright

Share it all you show your flower

A different world you live in your youth

When others doubted you ignored them

Can you do the same again?

Cause you’ve got seed your fruit’s unpeeled

And others cannot eat them

You’ve got things that they’ve yet to hear

Cause you have yet to sing them

Still the same fruit, another year

You give it all you can

What was sweet and seemed so sincere

Now is saccharine

Fragrant flowers on the tree

Blood-red juice is deep inside

Starts to dry up as heat rises

Things you can’t see on the skin

So when it’s harvest time

And you’re still on the tree

Selection isn’t everything

There’s things they cannot see

Cause you’ve got seed your fruit’s unpeeled

And others cannot eat them

You’ve got things that they’ve yet to hear

Cause you have yet to sing them

Or think them

Or write them

So just save them

Til you can say them

Or sing them

Again