Virtue The Cat Explains Her Departure Lyrics - The Weakerthans

It had something to do with the rain 

Leeching loamy dirt 

And the way the back lane came alive 

Half moon whispered, go 

For a while, I heard you 

Missing steps in the street 

And your anger pleading 

In an uncertain key singing the sound 

That you found for me 

When the winter took the tips of my ears 

Found this noisy home 

Full of pigeons and places to hide 

And when the voices die 

I emerged to watched abandoned machines 

Waiting for their men to return 

I remember the way 

I would wait for you 

To arrive with kibble 

And a box full of beer 

How I'd scratch the empties 

Desperate to hear you make the sound 

That you found for me 

After scrapping with the ferals and the tabby 

Let you brush my matted fur 

How I'd knead into your chest 

While you were sleeping 

Shallow breathing made me purr 

But I can't remember the sound 

That you found for me 

I can't remember the sound 

That you found for me 

I can't remember the sound