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.