On August

I went home Northward

The summer sun behind me

My back, momiji

Chop me down and count my rings

The bliss I've felt, the times I've cried,

Mistakes I've made, learned and retried

The friends I've met, the girls I've liked,

Misjudgements, good calls, and goodbyes

We're multitudes, oceans of time

the past is inside, not behind

Where lie my failures at my core

You see but shipwrecks to explore

The kid that cried, the boy that wished,

the teen who cared, the man who dreamed

live all today in my heart free

They feel your love when you love me