It’s kind of funny,
Looking for the only things that matters more
Whatever “it” means;
To be one in my own and constantly gleam;
One brighter than the stars;
Making a wish upon eyes that I didn’t see coming from afar,
It was you that I casted;
My spirit on..
And how dear it; how did you—
Seeing clear through the bullshit that welts two tears,
“You missed it”
Voices that spoke between the shadows of my fears
——“it’s kind of funny”—-no, really?
they also said Philadelphia was always sunny.