We used to make the coal pits shine

We turned a spark into firelight

Look to the stars in the middle of the night

For anything that’s gonna save our lives but

Our luck is like the passing time it’s

Too short and of the very worst kind

I’m a fast man for my size

I’m pretty fast but I’m running behind so

After winter

When you find no spring

We’ll be leaving

On a whim

He’s been a good friend to me

He said to move it down to Seventh Street

Set up shop out of the Mercury

Find the Living Room and play for free well I

Would not call it a tragedy but

This place ain’t what it used to be

It saved nothing at all for me

Blew it all away in Ninety-three so

After winter

When you find no spring

I’ll be out here on a limb

I’m tired of sinkin’ man

It’s time to swim

We’ll be leavin’ on a whim

We’ll be leavin’ on a whim

I sang a song for some mighty god

I left his stage to no applause and I

I think its time for me to move along

I don’t know how but I got it all I got it all wrong

So after winter

When you find no spring

I’ll be out here on a limb

Tired of sinkin’ babe it’s time to swim

We’ll be leavin’ on a whim

We’ll be leavin’ on a whim

We’ll be leavin’ on a whim

We’ll be leavin’

We’ll be leavin’

We’ll be leavin’

We’ll be leavin’

We’ll be leavin’ on a whim

We’ll be leavin’ on a whim

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Appears on ‘No Telling When‘ available in the store.

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