What I Lack

You have got
A lot of what
I lack.
As I rummage
Through ruins
In the rain.
You have got
Enough of what
I've given back
Cash comes like
A fossil
In a fortune.
You have got
An angel
for a heart.
You have got
A lot of what
I need
Planting some
seed
in tumbleweed.
Dum, dum, dum
The beat goes
on into
the cross-eyed
moon,
only too soon,
For someone,
dum, dum, dum
The drum holds
lessons for no-one
and you have got
A jazz hold
you have got a
lot of what
I need.
She gives mirrors
If only for
Reflection
I see mirrors
if only to see.
You're a dress
you once wore
in a ballroom
With eyes looking
on and beyond.
And you have
got a lot
of what I need.
I need mirrors
in reverse,
and on repeat,
Just to see
my past disappear.
You have got
a lot of what
I need.
And I rummage
Through corners
for letters
That didn't exist.
I find fun in
fair rides
and mirrors,
And letters and
fortunes and cash.
And you have
Got a lot
Of what I lack.