Comeback Season

It aches to lock your treasures in a seed

And watch them suffocate, die and bleed

When you know

Its more than just a few.

It pains to be called a "washed up star"

No more than a "has-been"

When you know

It can come back any time to you.

But you don't know when...

When the yesterdays outshine tomorrows

Who can not point the irony?

When your actions alone can bring you joy

How can you count on destiny?

There's meaning behind everything

But it takes more than eyes to see.

There'll be a time for me to breathe

Don't know when.

There'll be a Comeback Season for me

I'll wait till then...