Track Insight / Lyrics
You wipe steam from the service window
Fingers stained with coffee grounds and brine
Quercus alba in the frozen shadow
Taproot drinks where sunlight can't climb
Apron heavy with the dinner rush
Salt crust maps the cobblestone seams
Betula papyrifera peels in hush
Paper bark on winter's frozen streams
You're not broken, just in dormancy
Cambium waits beneath the frozen bark
Spring arrives on its own taxonomy
Every perennial knows the dark
Order up, the short-order bell rings sharp
You plate the eggs with practiced, tired grace
Rosa rugosa hips persist, stark
Vitamin C in a frozen place
You're not broken, just in dormancy
Cambium waits beneath the frozen bark
Spring arrives on its own taxonomy
Every perennial knows the dark
Ground temperature reads four degrees
Mycorrhizal threads still trade their sugar
You count tips on chipped ceramic knees
Photosynthesis needs no hurried figure
Snow insulates the alley's stone spine
Thermal blanket for the root crown zone
You pull your collar, sip the dregs alone
Dormancy breaks on its own sweet time
March brings mud and the first green lance
Allium ursinum breaks the soil crust
You smile wide at the line cook's stance
New growth rises, same as us
You're not broken, just in dormancy
Cambium waits beneath the frozen bark
Spring arrives on its own taxonomy
Every perennial knows the dark
Taproot holds through the long frost
You are perennial, always
