Lyrics

I first saw you, Marsha May,
looking at the classroom clock that day
in a burned-out inkblot stare,
notecards in a mess on your desk
while you yawned,
and cast a glass-eyed glare…

Soon, I’d know you, Marsha May,
taking you on typical museum dates
and slyly slide along the bench —
move a little closer, baby,
brushing your arm,
next step tailored to a tight-cast definition of charm…

but when I left my last love,
seemed I swore I I’d stay
open to the notion
that I’m lifetimes away
from commitment and the clauses
that request me to be
present in event of an emergency —
but I’m keen to take chances
that a pessimist won’t;
let light through the window,
hope shadows dissolve at the shades…

Then they found you, Marsha May,
lusting for their secrets in a curious way
and your innocence excited them so,
they filled your cup with compliments
and titles so you’d never let go.

Now, I’ve left you, Marsha May,
lovers in my bed
have never heard your name,
and now we’ll call our lives rearranged,
each a holy witness
to a fantasy forcefully changed.

and when I left my last love,
seemed I swore I I’d stay
open to the notion that I’m lifetimes away
from commitment and the clauses that request me to be
present in event of an emergency —
I was keen to take chances,
swim with sharks in the moat;
laugh at their warnings,
bear witness to love that might stay.

Last I saw you, Marsha May,
you’d latched yourself to judgment
in a vile display —
now we find our lost love decayed
as the tightrope snaps,
as the stunt actor falls,
we find each other grinning
and we never miss the other at all.

now you know the story
of the lovers off of Green Road
now you know the story
of the love I left by Green Road
now you’ve heard the story
of the lovers in the Green Road Rag.