The seeds for place and time don't grow on fields like mine
We should leave it all behind with a young, bittersweet goodbye


But I need it, I want it I can't live without it
I'll hurt it, I'll fix it, and I'll worship and doubt it
It's all bittersweet goodbyes


Until the first light of my soul's Chicago spring
First light, a sliver that shines and the coldest heart sings


They cut the leaves for power lines each season
Like new ideas to dollar signs, you'll have to cut me up every time


The store brand is better than simply nothing at all
When the fire needs its starter

I'll take the store brand of my burning love

Until the first light of my soul's Chicago spring

First light, a sliver that shines and the coldest heart sings

Unforgiving, indifferent, it shines

It brings dust in the corners to life

Until the first light

Give up the last lie
Until the first light of my soul's Chicago spring


(chorus)

It's a bitter and sweet goodbye but we're overdue for first light

First light of my soul's Chicago spring