Though you can’t intimidate the trees
A snowman sweating in a terrible breeze
Put on your new pants and move out to France
All the skeletons in your closet
Are rummaging through your clothes
Looking through your shoe boxes and pockets
Gum wrappers and dumb love notes

People say your brain is like cream cheese
It takes the shape of any thing you please
The dust from the trails under your fingernails
The leaves in the Luxembourg garden
Are showing their true colours
They’re blushing, they’re begging your pardon
Cause time’s a jealous lover

I recall the first time that you passed me by
And I saw (and I saw) my demise (my demise)
in your stained glass eyes

The dust from the trails under your fingernails
The leaves in the Luxembourg garden
Are showing their true colours
They’re blushing, they’re begging your pardon
Cause time’s a jealous lover

Canaries singing through the Calico teeth
Everything’s exactly what it seems