(Another Dallas Green entry.  His lyrics are just too good.)

This new season, it brings with it, the signs of hope…

Upon arrival, no cheers.
Not everyone knows my name
And it’s better that way
Any monuments constructed in my honor will not be tainted by the past
Any paintings of my likeness won’t use my self from years ago
Years that would have that artist creating a portrait of a totally different man.

I’m past looking at myself and asking  “who’s that?”
I’d rather be glad to tell others who I am.