Wish One

[Verse 1]
I had a wish halfway written
When the first white spark came down
By the time I found the ending
Three more scribbled up the clouds
I aimed my thumb at the heavens
Like a clerk with forms to file
But the sky kept changing numbers
And I lost my place in line

[Pre-Chorus]
One for the cat with the velvet crown
One for the rent to forget my name
One for a Tuesday that stays put
One for the whole world to behave

[Chorus]
Wish one—wait, wish two—falling through
I can’t finish asking before the next comes due
Bassline buckles, my brave plans tumble
Every bright little promise makes the whole list double
Wish one—wish two—there goes three
I’m still picking a subject when the sky picks me
So I fold up my hands, then I open them wide
There’s another one burning before I decide

[Verse 2]
I wished for a pocket-sized ocean
Then a spoon that could stir the moon
A seven-day weekend in April
And a kettle that sings in tune
I tried to be grateful in order
Made a neat little numbered parade
Then a star cut across my sentence
And the ink ran away

[Pre-Chorus]
One for the keys I keep misplacing
One for my courage to call you back
One for a map with no wrong turns
One for a snack that’s a full meal, perhaps

[Chorus]
Wish one—wait, wish two—falling through
I can’t finish asking before the next comes due
Bassline buckles, my brave plans tumble
Every bright little promise makes the whole list double
Wish one—wish two—there goes three
I’m still picking a subject when the sky picks me
So I fold up my hands, then I open them wide
There’s another one burning before I decide

[Bridge]
Maybe the point isn’t getting them granted
Maybe it’s how the wanting keeps me awake
I’ll wish for a pause—
Oh, there goes another
I’ll wish for a pause—
Well, that one can wait

[Final Chorus]
Wish one—wait, wish two—falling through
I can’t finish asking before the next comes due
Bassline buckles, my brave plans tumble
Every bright little promise makes the whole list double
Wish one—wish two—there goes three
I’m still picking a subject when the sky picks me
So I fold up my hands, then I open them wide
There’s another one burning—let it decide

[Outro]
I had a wish halfway written
Now the page is full of sky