Spring

Chickadee dee dee & centipede
Big black bird in the cemetery
When it thunderstorms at night i hide under the sheets
Won't you stay with me?

Montreal how you rush and fall
But the lake just swallows you whole
We ran into the street with our shoes undone
When the rain followed the sun

Little run-off streams at my feet
How i covet your futility
& if the sun would just melt me too
I would follow right along with you