Call It Something Else

Call it something else
 Don't call it by it's name
 Don't welcome it to stay
 Let it die in the winter time
 All you need to see
 Is the laundry on the line
 I am not about to lose my mind
 I am just about to leave
 Scatter in the breeze
 I am not about to lose my mind
 I am just about to leave
 But I'm not about to lie
 Naked like the trees
 I was never good at at lying
 So call it something else
 An artifact or thing
 Don't tell me in a different town or time
 That I would be your life
 But in the here and now
 Innocence's dark place
 When we're born we're born to die