Robert Pollard - People Are Leaving lyrics

People are leaving In total frustration The throw up their hands People are leaving As I stomp into spring (that don't mean a thing) So: The angels are making circles A gift to every naked fat baby But everyone's leaving To look for a new place to dance And drilling the heart with sparrows We'll try to get up from the ages And re-write the book of the pharaohs At least add a couple of pages And dance Before everyone leaves The servants are making a promise We'll all rise above the depression The angels are making new circles A gift to every naked fat baby