It is a narrowing,
It is a shrinking.
And there's a danger of overthinking.
It was everybody getting tired of drinking
Every night.
There was a little left to believe in,
Which is how I really knew I should be leaving...I should be leaving
Now.
I should be leaving.We were clever then,
We talked forever then.
And the night of our invention it would never end.
There was a parting
And there was sorrow.
It was impossible to picture it tomorrow.It was necessity
And it was instinct.
And the pattern underneath
It kept repeating.
Kept repeating,
Kept repeating.
It's just how I really knew I should be leaving...I should be leaving
Now.
I should be leaving.Oh and it was everything,
Oh and it was just a way to keep from waking up.
Hello.
Which is why I had to go.
Which is why I should be leaving.
Which is why I had to go.Am I delibering?
Am I delivering?
Am I offering the blanket
And you're shivering?
Is it a play without the passion?
Is it the endless repetition of inaction?Is this a christening?
Or there's a crisis.
We can get together then
And say how nice it is.
Is it torment?
That depends.
Which is how a really knew I should be leaving...I should be leaving
Now.
I should be leaving.Oh and it was everything,
Oh and it was just a way to keep from waking up.
Hello.
Which is why I had to go.
Which is why I should be leaving.
Which is why I had to go.What do you know?