I'm leaving here still more every day
I'm leaving here still the longer I stay
The clouds pine today for Saturday's song
The morning is done the opening numb
A fly in your ear against the song of spring
A belly of fear a measure for pain
The stalks they all sway their terrible smile
I've been here awhile waiting the day
But I'm leaving here still the piano plays
Honeymoon rag whiskey lemonade
Say goodbye to Marie all the years we fell through
Now casting anew when the snow meets the dew
