September’s hanging on like a melody from a ‘Have Nots’ song and she is hanging on to me

I gotta get away from all the things I’ve done and everyone that I’ve become

I gotta get away from me

When she recognises the distance between what is and what will never be

Remember everything that reminds you of her when she begins to fade into the dying end of the day

She says “don’t you write a song about me, I don’t want to be one of those girls”

Oh but honey it’s just my way

Then she recognises the distance in me and what will never be

I didn’t mean to be, waiting here tonight

I’ve been leaving too long now that I can’t make it right    

Another summer’s bleeding out into photographs and doubt, regret and REM - "Find the river",

Break her heart and start again

Another memory is all I see where she was meant to be

Like the records she left outside my door

With a note that says “I’m sorry, I can’t do this anymore. I don’t know what you’re waiting for.”

I didn’t mean to be, waiting here tonight

I’ve been leaving too long now that I can’t make it right    

Another summer’s bleeding out into photographs and doubt, regret and REM - "Find the river",

Close your eyes and Start again, start again, start again

Start again, start again, start again

What I do and what I should, leaves me wrecked upon the coast

Turned my back on something good, turned this girl into a ghost

And now she is fading fast into songs of summer’s past, oblivion and me

And an ocean between Elisabeth and me what I’ll never be

September’s nothing now as October leans on November’s bow and she is a million miles from me

 

Words and music by Christopher Moody

September