Opening - Lock and Key

Ambition crumbles like the wintered Boston streets

Another day of rain, an empty promise repeats

Salt stained leather bound the soles of your feet

Amongst good company, a drink to empathy

Morning breaks and it’s a brand new day

Growing outward like a plant in the shade

Hung over from the night, and my back isn’t right today.

(isn't right today)

But the sun brings back a feeling like the end of a long work day

Soil breaks, new life penetrates, and we move forward