Rosenberg, Harris - Spring 2022
The time being is sad again, she can't sleep, the waves won't take her down deep,
they just crash and roll upon the surface of the mind
Another evening gone another morning gone, it's five AM, let's get a head start, let's get it on
Before the sun, relentless in its rising, takes to the sky
The Spring is here it's beautiful but can't it wait?
there's too much to do, she's always late
The winter used to be too long
Till it all turned round with a squeal of brakes,
It takes, it takes, it takes, it takes
If you look at the buds on the trees, and you think of birth and your heart is pleased
Then death has gotta be fine too, death has gotta be fine
'Cos the circles are rolling rolling rolling tighter tighter tighter all the time
Won't you take a rest for the Time Being?
'Cos she needs it, oh my love she does
Won't you lay down your head for the Time Being?
In the shelter of the ashes, in the softness of the dust
The springtime has come again, the world turned, revolving on its axis,
relentlessly it moves one to the future without pause,
The autumn: it came again and went as well;
the leaves: they fell and lay crushed beneath our feet,
let's move along, we can't stop, we can't rest for one minute of the day,
The Year, it's here or has it passed?
The same again, our busy-ness, we didn't stop to notice, and now it's all gone
As the leaves curled up in last fall's quake,
It breaks, it breaks, it breaks, it breaks!
If you look at the buds on the trees and you breathe in life and your heart is pleased,
Then death has gotta be fine too, death has gotta be fine,
Cos the circles are closing closing closing tighter tighter tighter all the time