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