look at what you have
instead of what keeps leaving you
look at what you have
instead of what keeps leaving, leaving, leaving
they published the look you have her
printed an infinite edition
she'll scrub the price tag off
to reveal a clear rendition
of the love you breathed into her
on the counter tops in the kitchen
the pots and pans all watched
for the recipe of your kisses
look at what you have. . .
picking through the pawn shop
of your dusty thoughts
the film reels of your mind
are fearing dry rot
sir, i give and breathe
only for the one eye on top
like me, like me, like me or not
i'm down on heavy knee
take my family
please take all i see
sweet temporary
