Take a look at the oak trees 
In the park standing tall 
Like a tower of resilience 
Despite the leaves that fall. 
Stripping them back to their 
Fraught frames, all naked 
And on display. Like us they 
dress for the season. 
It will soon be spring again. 
But you and I were not designed to be evergreens I guess 
That it's time to long for April [bad word]  
I willing to wait here again? 
Although I'm hungry and I'm tired 
And all the bridges I made on the way 
Are quickly turning into fires 
And as the embers are growing and no phoenix emerge 
I guess another set back is another lesson learnt. 
Let's strip it back to the bare bones, 
Though not a matter of choice, 
There's still something of worth 
In just an acoustic and a voice. 
As the new shoots start growing 
At the start of the year, 
The tree is ready to deliver 
Despite inital fears. 
But you and I were not designed to be evergreens I guess 
That it's time to long for April [bad word]  
I willing to wait here again? 
Although I'm hungry and I'm tired 
And all the bridges I made on the way 
Are quickly turning into fires 
And as the embers are growing and no phoenix emerge 
I guess another set back is just another lesson learnt