A picture is worth a thousand words

But I will dare to write even prettier

Cater to the audio worms

Burrow until I reach your soul

 

If I could make your mind

See what mine

Does

I think that’s a job

Well

Done

 

I might only have five seconds of your attention

So I’d best make it the best five seconds of your life

I could whip up essays a thousand words at a time

But I only have you now

I should make it count

(Eighty-Five)

 

A picture is worth a thousand words

But I have to paint all the colors

In black on white, with the blue light, filter

Capture you once and for all

 

If I could make you think

All the things

I do

Stamp in your memory

Forever you and me

Sounds cool

Like a postcard you keep

Somewhere deep

In your room

 

I might only have a minute of your attention

So I’d best make it the best minute of your life

I could whip up essays a thousand words at a time

But I only have you now

I should make it count

 

I might have already lost all your attention

Playing in the background while you’re otherwise

Occupied by a thousand words in front of your eyes

That one’s nice

(Two hundred, twenty-nine)

 

Let’s be real

No one sticks around that long

Honestly

You never even liked this song

I’ll always be

Buried in the back of your shelves

Underneath

All the trophies of everyone else doing so well by themselves

And it was never

Enough to write a thousand words

How do I make you see

Everything

Without the visual

 

I’d love to thank you for three minutes of your attention

Even if you’ve moved on to the next five seconds of your life

I could whip up essays

But I wouldn’t know what to say

Happy birthday? Holidays?

I’ll just send a card, you like those, right?

I’m sure I could write it prettier

But you prefer pictures

Why bother with a thousand words

(Three hundred, forty-five)