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 it s a bitter and sweet goodbye but we re overdue for first light first light of my soul s chicago spring