The Weakerthans Lyrics
"Virtue The Cat Explains Her Departure"

It had something to do with the rain
leaching 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 emerge to watch 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 sratch 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.