The Rutting Moon

she said he's just a friend of mine
 a shoulder that I can lean on
 from time to time
 maybe I'm a jealous guy
 but I feel like the harder I try
 the less happens
 this leaking ship needs mending
 every river leads to its ending
 you want to let me down easy
 though it doesn't seem easy to me
 a slow-motion fall from the tall
 buildings to the crowded street
 the good times yeah, they're still good
 but the bad times feel worse than they should feel
 you want to let me down easy
 our backs on the bedroom floor
 we whisper why it's different
 than the ones we knew before
 spring was innocence and bliss
 summer wild inconsequence
 but this is real
 the leaves in central park glow like embers
 as a clock tower chimes through the dark
 you want to let me down easy
 but that's the hardest way I know
 a subtle change turns great and strange
 until we're unidentifiable
 the good times yeah, they're still good
 but the bad times feel much worse than they should feel
 you want to let me down easy
 all my letters you have yet to read
 what do you need? please take it from me
 October rain the crows are circling, your eyes mystifying
 showing me something you don't see
 you're going to let me down easy