Fledgling Season

The streetlamp light is casting Tiger stripes on your body And you slip away into the night Oh, regret on my lips like honey Spring in our city of excess and I am Dying of worry and loneliness Roses on terraces bloom And the heat sweeps in Here now outside is life Bursting out from the trees All the leaves dangling like little hangmen Singing to you: "You cannot not be" But the train rushing past is the sound of death See the baby bird bodies on the concrete at rest We learn to live alongside these things Oh the giving and the taking come easy Here in the heart of fledgling season I can see this road stretching to an end Like a black snake uncoiling Though I've had no chance of even beginning And oh god, it's terrifying Adrift in this chaos of blooming and dying I'm trying to set myself right Climb into your bed with my shoes still on Will your hand on my waist make me quiet? And in seeking out comfort and falling down drunk Don't you feel frantic? Aren't you in love? With the wheel turning indifferent to us -- Who can only say, "Who can I bargain with? Who can I bargain with?" There ain't no one I'm sorry for my years spent in sadness I'm ready now to reconcile Rededicate myself for the thousandth time