it takes awhile to reconcile
the heart that goes away
i counted two
breaking through
and then it broke away
and saw the sweetest prize of all
as dollars dissipate
green piles are blue
without you
so i’m going to throw it from a wishing well
when the lights go out the coins are gone
‘cause i threw them all from a wishing well
‘cause out here is where the wish belongs
where i think of you shining true
counterfeit will not do at all
i made a list to manifest
to picture yesterday
and saw the truth
breaking through
but then it broke away
but when she has truly seen the man
the artist falls away
twice she will think
we’re on the brink