When it comes time for leaving There'll be no slack in my rope I'll be keeping my grip, I'll be holding your hand Grasping ounces of hope When it comes time for leaving Where is the door? When I'm barefoot and ragged, where are the woods That act as my floor? When it comes time for leaving I'll lead the way With you in my rearview, I'll rig the mast As I sail away When it comes time for leaving You know my name I've skipped rocks on your shores, I've dug stones from your sand And I feel when you ache When it comes time for leaving Say what you'll say There's a chill in the wind, there's a bite in the air But I'll be okay When you're on the run When the tides don't change When the ocean is vast When you've broken the glass in your picture frames When life isn't fair When home is a mess When the rock is turned over When you wake up feelings that you've put to rest I'll be here, I'll be okay I can pull on my branches and keep the rain out of your way When it comes time for leaving