Who thought of
The seesaw
Up and down and
Laughter
A sweet and easy millionaire
I think of back and forth
And laughter
They tell me we've got swings already
I'll keep thinking

I keep the rhythm
Of the city
On this bar stool
Who's up for sharing with the crowd
Their drunk thoughts
Not me I tell them
Can't be monetized

My heart ain't so rough
But if I keep her
Thinking I'm callous
I can surprise her
With a little gentle
Romance
Let's watch this misty
Sunrise,
In silence

A true writer
Makes their art
For money
Being noteworthy is just
Coincidental
We gotta live
And eat
But maybe creating
The seesaw was
Purehearted
And The money was only
Coincidental