March Songtext
von Great Lakes Myth Society

Time would stop
And in silence break
When I shaped my arm
Around your waist
And the nighttime brought
Your heaviest freight
Some did never sleep
Some did never wake

The portrait curled
In violets and blues
Carried all my best
From my brush to you
Framed on your wall
In the daybreak hush
It saw all our troubles
Come alive with us


Move on, move on!
It′s been so long
I don't have the tears for that now
Move on, move on!
It′s been so long
I don't have the tears
For the years you've had
So many tumbling down

Oh, my breath
Is all but dead
No, alcohol
Won′t cure no head
Laying on my back
As the daylight grew
The portrait helped me see
The worst in you

Move on, move on!
It′s been so long
I don't have the tears for that now
Move on, move on!
It′s been so long
And I don't have the tears
For the years you′ve had
So many tumbling down


So, I'm your secret locked up
In the box
Where you keep your hopeless serenades
And your knives with my name on them?
So who′s now your soldier
Standing starboard
Aboard the ship you keep trapped inside
The bottle of your discontent
Amid your fears and allegations?