If you were coming in the fall
I'd brush the summer by
With half a smile and half a spurn
As housewives do a fly

If I could see you in a year
I'd wind the months in balls 
And put them each in separate drawers
Until their time befalls

If only centuries dalayed
I'd count them on my hand
Subtracting 'til my fingers dropped
Into Van Dieman's Land

If certain when this life was out 
That yours and mine should be
I'd toss it yonder, like a rind
And taste eternity 

But, now, the ignorance told the length 
Of time, uncertain wing it goads me like
The Goblin Bee 
That will not state its sting

If only centuries dalayed
I'd count them on my hand
Subtracting 'til my fingers dropped
Into Van Dieman's Land

If certain when this life was out 
That yours and mine should be
I'd toss it yonder, like a rind
And taste eternity 

If you were coming in the fall
I'd brush the summer by
With half a smile and half a spurn
As housewives do a fly

If only centuries dalayed
I'd count them on my hand
Subtracting 'til my fingers dropped
Into Van Dieman's Land

If certain when this life was out 
That yours and mine should be
I'd toss it yonder, like a rind
And taste eternity 

If you were coming in the fall
I'd brush the summer by
With half a smile and half a spurn
As housewives do a fly