Leave Taking

Black trees Shaking together in the white breeze Black trees Shaking together in the white breeze I do not know where either of us can turn Just at first Waking from the sleep of each other Just at first I do not know how we can Any longer bear To feast our eyes upon The flowing river Baby, feast your eyes I heard what you said So, why don't you tell it to the room? Yeah, just tell it to the room Just turn around and tell it to the room Just turn around and tell it Black trees Shaking together in the white breeze Like bare trees Shaking together in the white breeze Black trees Shaking it together in the white breeze Held within this kiss Yet still alone Within this kiss So then in conclusion, let it be the same Whether we turn to the dark Or to the lips of another Whether we turn to the dark Let us know this for taking leave For taking leave And like rain scented earth Heaped up over the heart Is love grown perfect? And like a translucent shell Over the beat of life Is it perfect to the last? That I may not weigh heavy upon you Though you defeat me Like dead leaves falling down to the ground Is it perfect to the last? Is it not perfect? Black trees Shaking together in the white breeze Black trees Shaking together in the white breeze And I'm holding on so tightly I'm holding on so tight To what was never mine What was never mine I'm holding on so tightly Holding on for dear life To what was never mine What was never mine I'm holding on so tight To what was never mine What was never mine I'm holding on so tight To what was never mine