Dark laughter on the teeter-totter
An old song floats across the water
I know I should pack up and move on
One-note Johnnies proliferate
The wind rises, the hour is late
Here in the going going gone

My heart ain't mine, my heart is yours -
Or else I left it out-of-doors
Like a baseball glove out on the lawn
I'd walk through fire to retrieve it
But still you never would believe it
Here in the going going gone

Everywhere you look you see
More of you and more of me
Scrambling for the goods, the lines are drawn
Peace and quiet - is there any?
We are the beautiful too many -
Here in the going going gone

Modern Love's loaded gun
I live alone and love everyone
And I feel pretty good. Is that so wrong?
Passion called and I would blow it
Now I'm an old Chinese poet
Here in the going going gone
Porch full of winter squash and pumpkin
Summer's always really somethin'
But one day fall arrives with a chilly dawn
While lovers make love in warm beds
The forsaken sit and scratch their heads
Here in the going going gone

The rain keeps falling on the flood
The flower closes to a bud
All my gifts you say are just a con
But I'll always want to be your friend
That is my prayer until Amen
Here in the going going gone