World

Heaven
all the heavens of the world
Are you looking for anything
Heaven with eyes bright green
Everyday my eyes are older
I grow a bit closer to you
Hats
all the hats of the world
I don't know how I wear a hat so much
Even when I run
The city can't see my eyes
under the brim
I play a game of tennis
Passing violins are blind
Mother
oh mothers of the world
A singer with eyes closed
singer on the 5th floor
Your hats that I wear when you disappear
How could you see
that everyday I talk to you
Mister
all the misters of the world
What are you wearing
I live on the 5th floor
of the apartment building
What am I looking for in you
How can I escape you