Why I Like rhe Robins

The distance outside of you comes into focus, collapses away

Loving me

And hands to the glass and eyes to sky and glued to the south

She waits to see

She's looking for birds she met last fall

Who said they would come back different than all

She's waiting for six who know about sound

Who'd promised to come back upside down

And I like your raindrop collector

Splash in my eyes and makes everything else look like you

So hand me the glasses and teach me to use them

Show me the window, I want to look too

I'll take the glasses and cover for you

You get some sleep and I'll stay 'till two

I'm looking for six who know about sound

Who promised to come back upside down

She's got colors to spare and I don't care what they choose

And I've got nothing to do and nothing like you left to lose