Lyrics

All the Good People

Oh my heart
Fit to bleed
Thick as grenadine
Of Persephone

Pick the seeds
Spit the waste
Choke on flowers
Of the seasons we made

And all the good people say
“Cheer up on such a lovely day”
With every well-wish in vain
“Chin up you played a hell of a game”

On my flesh
Trace the maze
By the fire-light of Hecate

To my eyes
She in white
Bear the ring
But I don’t claim any wife

And all the good people say
“Cheer up on such a lovely day”
With every well-wish in vain
“Chin up you played a hell of a game”

And for all the circumstances realized
I can neither bear in silence nor describe
what I can’t rewind

And for all the superstitions we’ve defied
I can curse the moon above for passing time
but I can’t rewind