You got no reason to go

I'll make it up, I don't know

You got no reason to stay

Anyway, any day



The flowers down the side of the house this morning

The tiny wheels within the whirl

A date pulled backwards and then left drowning

So the future can't uncurl



You've got no reason to laugh

Lead you down, telepath

You've got no reason to cry

Anyhow, any why



The women by the shore in the night are leaving

The angry dawn slyly grins

The soul scraper air that the boys are breathing

Assembled parts, tiny sins



You've got no reason to live

Pheremone

You've got no reason to die

Anyhow, any time



The music and the traffic and the rain are blending

The water meters, the fire escapes

Children in the present moment unending

Nobody knows their former shapes



You've got no reason to live

Pheremone

You've got no reason to die

Anyhow, any time