Churlish May
Johnny Flynn Lyrics

I met Jane in September's throw
I met Jane during the fall season when things were tossed around.

January's grass, we let each other go
We separated in the dead of winter when nothing was growing.

I met Helen on March's back
I met Helen in the early spring when the weather began to get warmer.

She took my coat and she stole my hat
She took my belongings and left me feeling exposed and vulnerable.

I met you when the weather got fine
I met you during a time of flourishing growth and warm weather.

You said 'I've got yours if you've got mine
You expressed a willingness to share and exchange with me.

And the worst and best of all we knew
We were aware of the good and the bad in our relationship.

Stayed out to rust in the morning dew
We remained in a state of neglect and disrepair, ignored like metal left out in the rain.

Didn't take long to sing our love
We fell in love quickly and deeply.

Was a harvest feast, was a hand to glove
Our love was a bountiful harvest we were meant to share and grow together.

When winter came you couldn't stand to sit
You were restless and could not be still when things got cold and bleak.

You just the same never burnt but lit
Despite this, you remained vibrant and full of energy.

With a world at war and my thoughts on you
Even though there was chaos and conflict around us, I only thought of you.

I didn't care to fall, there wasn't much to do
I didn't want to fall in love, but I felt I had no choice.

Churlish May when the year was fair
Our love took a turn for the worse in the spring.

Gone full circle when things went square
Our relationship had come to an unexpected and unhappy end.

Ate my meal an un-noble beast
I felt like an animal, eating alone and feeling unimportant.

Left me to pay not a movable feast
You left me with nothing, and I couldn't even take what was mine and move on.

Look I got nothing, dunno where I am
I have lost everything and am completely lost and alone.

Got a fistful of questions, not an answer to hand
I have many unanswered questions that I am helpless to resolve.

With a blow me down the road, dead in the wood
I feel like I've been knocked down and left to rot, forgotten in the wilderness.

Further from you now, then the roots from the leaves
I am far from you, as distant as the roots of a tree from its leaves.

Drunk on the wood, never seen any trees
I am lost and confused, unable to see the beauty around me.

My ore's out the water and the lake that I'm sailing
I am stranded without a paddle, drifting aimlessly in the sea of life.

Is your dear father's daughter and it's cold and I'm ailing
I am suffering and ill, and your family lineage only reminds me of what I have lost.

Are you drowning me slowly, was the school meant to teach
I feel like you are drowning me and causing me to suffer, and wonder if our relationship was meant to teach me a lesson.

Are you leaving so slowly, where's the shore, where's the beach?
I am confused and lost as you leave slowly, and I don't know where to go or how to find a way back to stability.

Morning dew
The dew of the morning represents our neglected state, as we rust in the unchanging chill of the frigid morning.

And the worst and best of all we knew
Despite our struggles and hardships, we understood the reality of the bad and the good of our relationship and accepted our fate.

Stayed out to rust in the morning dew
We remained stagnant and neglected, like rusted metal left in the morning dew.