And the moon went still
In your eyes
And they're like a lake
Just under the night
And the starships rolled
And the ripples flowed
And we slowly swayed
In the rowboat
Tried to guide it
Our little private resistance
To fold.
And the struggle came
And it took no aim
And it pried and tore
And it marched with a cane
Way off the map
In some laundry mat
We both could feel it
And it broke our back
Now the seasons have trouble passing
Through the creases in my heart.
And it's time to know
That it's time to go
It's time to know
That it's time to go.
Now the magazines
In the grocery isle
Flash bedroom paint
And kitchen tile
And the things it left
When you had to let it go
I could live for better
At least I thought so.
So up your cheekbones
The veracity
That we weren't ready to show
And it was time to know
That it was time to go
And it was time to know
That it was time to go.
Every sailboat thrown
Every failed poem
Every morning dream
Every evening steam
Every sidewalk sale
Every finishing nail
Every dress that's worn
Every baby born.