August

Now that we're back I find myself thinking up
any good reason why I've got to be leaving
The look on your face it's a timeless expression
as if you alone had escaped to tell us
You say take care, that I have myself to look after
Haven't you heard? No one can serve two masters
Girl on the corner with a dog on a leash
she shows it who's boss, hey someone's got to be
Like music and dancing and car alarms on the street
just for a moment even those keep the beat
You say take care, that I have myself to look after
Haven't you heard? No one can serve two masters
You say that quitting is easy, that you're living proof
but you're hands are shaking on this August afternoon