The Squirrel Crossed The Road Lyrics - Jane Siberry

The squirrel crossed the road like a ribbon on a fan 

And the afternoon cicada threw a spell across this land 

And the waves rolled off the Georgian rocks 

And threw a friend upon the sand 

Oh none now I understand 

That the searching never stops until you have a man in mind 

Second booth the King's Head leave the ordinary men behind 

Go ask them to play all the glorious love songs they can find 

As for you, Dewar now I understand 

That the searching never stops until you have a drink in hand 

Drinking to your gloom in the slow-whirl licensed room 

Ah yes, she was lovely you told us 'neath the moon 

(Many times) 

The squirrel crossed the road like a ribbon on a fan [unverified] 

Oh Madam, now I understand 

That the searching never stops until things are out of hand 

Then you jump up to heaven pull down the wrath of God 

You're alive when men are falling down suspended when they're not 

And oh Thomas, now I understand 

That the searching never stops until you are a man 

Whether early morning hunting deer or women in the sand 

That measured raging overdrive makes you feel alive a man 

The squirrel crossed the road like a ribbon on a fan [unverified] 

Oh Sal, now I understand 

That the searching never stops until you're in a foreign land 

Haunting yourself at Delphi or melting in Lausanne 

Or good times in Marbella 

(Yes, you have a lovely tan) 

And oh Little One, now I understand 

That your searching never stops until you leave your head 

You want peace thank God you laugh at what your friends said 

They said barefoot in the Himalayas 

He'll just find his feet have spread but in you I have greatest faith 

The squirrel crossed the road like a ribbon on a fan 

And the afternoon cicada threw a spell across this land 

And the waves rolled off the Georgian rocks 

And threw a friend upon the sand