I threw your keys in the water, I looked back

They'd frozen halfway down in the ice

They froze up so quickly, the keys and their owners,

Even after the anger, it all turned silent, and

The everyday turned solitary,

So we came to February.



First we forgot where we'd planted those bulbs last year,

Then we forgot we'd planted at all

Then we forgeot what plants are altogether

And I blamed you for my freezing and forgetting and

The nights were long and cold and scary

Can we live through February?



You know I think Christmas was a long red glare,

Shot up like a warning, we gave presents without cards,

And then the snow,

And then the snow came, we were always out shoveling,

And we'd drop to sleep exhausted,

Then we'd wake up, and it's snowing.



And February was so lont that it lasted into March

And found us walking a path alone together.

You stopped and pointed and you said, "That's a crocus,"

And I said, "What's a crocus?" and you said, "It's a flower,"

I tried to remember, but I said, "What's a flower?"

You said, "I still love you."



The leaves were turning as we drove to the hardware store,

My new lover made me keys to the house.

And when we got home, well we just started chopping wood,

Because you never know how next year will be,

And we'll gather all our arms can carry,

I have lost to February.