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