National Pleasure - Endgame Lyrics

Came fall we drank
The listless rain
Scurved all the way down our soggy brain
The world unbound in hurricane
And summer'd swum in honeyed trees
Afire with ants and prickly fleas
And a swerving cloud of sodden bees
Came down to kiss our brittle knees
Then winter brought us mops and brooms
And rats ascuttle in attic rooms
We stayed in bed and talked til noon
I don't remember much the spring
The cruelest month is what it sings
The greening hurts and then it brings
An iris bloom, a blossom wing
A purple tongue, to announce a king
But all that iris feels is sting
And what it claims
Is who it blames
And when it beams
Is why it screams
And when the beam
Says who's to claim
Then what's the scream
When none's to blame
But you
So why
Why you
Takes two folks to make you
And one folk to die is why
So that then and only then
This tilt-a-worldly world awhirl
Can end
But when