Spring Cleaning

Amy's got a baby in her stomach
 She took my hand and I felt it kick
 She's crying and glowin'
 She's three months and showin'
 Seein' her now makes me want to live
 Seein' her now makes me wanna live
 And Ann's got an angry mouth
 Once told me to rot in hell
 It's poisonous, reasonless, deamons and jesus
 If he died, it would be just as well
 If he died, it would be just as well
 So im having it out with the rain, who argues so long and so loud
 Keeps tapping and talking, we're walking forever
 on first avenue headed south
 on first avenue headed south
 and all the traffic lights blurred
 into a bright bouquet
 my heart is in mothballs, it's been packed away
 but i can't get to it, no way
 'till the birds return for spring cleaning
 All the traffic lights blurred, into a bright bouquet
 I wish I could turn and just walk away, but I can't do it, no way
 'till the birds return for spring cleaning