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