Exeunt - The Oh Hellos

I was all alone, we were young, you were like wine

Heady as the fog rolling in o’er the hillside

Lovely as the song in the air as the wind blows

Opiate as the cold of the frost on the windows

Lo, the rose is gone from my eyes (so deceiving)

So, my little dove, I’m afraid I am leaving

Now, I am not the fool I was when I was younger

Crocodile eyes, I have seen how you hunger

Fluttering your lashes, like ashes and embers

Warm and bright as fire devouring timber

No, I cannot trust what you say when you’re grieving

So, my love, I’m sorry, but still: I am leaving

Even when you hunt me with ire, relentless

Batter down my door when you find me defenseless

I will not abide all your raging and reaving

I have set my mind and my will: I am leaving