oh the last time i saw adrianne
she sang about the seasons
and what i can't seem to do
she can
the eternal's moving in her hands
and i knew her singing signaled spring
and whirring my heart pounds
for all the want and doubt are now upon me
and i hear it in the sounds
of all the rain and all the baseball games
that it rains out
in the garden by the blooming trees
ants swarm the peonies
and i took a look at lolo's knees
as she sneezed up at the sun
and i thought her sneezing signaled - something
i don't know
for all the want and doubt are not behind me
though i blamed it on the snow
is it all the sweetness of the bacchanals that i'll never know?
and i look outside
at the storm forming o'er the lake
i could not hide
even in this wallpaper shirt
is it all the sweetness?
is it all the sweetness?
and whirring my heart pounds