People Are Leaving Lyrics - Robert Pollard

People are leaving 

In total frustration 

The throw up their hands 

People are leaving 

As I stomp into spring 

(that don't mean a thing) 

[So:] 

The angels are making circles 

A gift to every naked fat baby 

But everyone?s leaving 

To look for a new place to dance 

And drilling the heart with sparrows 

We?ll try to get up from the ages 

And re-write the book of the pharaohs 

At least add a couple of pages 

And dance 

Before everyone leaves 

The servants are making a promise 

We'll all rise above the depression 

The angels are making new circles 

A gift to every naked fat baby