Green Eyes - Chris Cohen

You can sink or swim, that’s what they say

You should get from there to here

Orbit the edge of a vortex

Till the background disappears

He was the first man I ever met

He filled in every space

Told me not to mumble

There was anger in his face

Those green eyes

Those green eyes

Look past me

A fool lies

Only a fool lies

There is no need

There is no need

Do you have what I want?

Do you have what I want?

His dad wore Old Spice and he wore Brut

We loved him naturally

Making grilled cheese for dinner

In an RV by the sea

Or in the desert, burning out the lights

The final moment before

He was alone for all the good times

Till we stumbled through the door

There’s no prize, there’s no prize

No fight to win

On his side, maybe on his side

I could’ve been

I could’ve been

Did he have what I want?

Do I know what that was?

If you see who I am

Will you be who he was?

Will you be who he was?