Me and my
dog sit
Here and
watch the world go by
He makes
me laugh
All I ever
need is him and time…
And always
in september
Is when I
want to run like the wind
Through
the halls of dreams that
fade away
And more
come back again…
Always in
September
Always in
September
All those
pretty girls
With their
ani difranco bootlegs
thrift
shop shoes
And I’ve
seen it all fade away…
And it’s
always in September
Is when
they leave on the wind
To some
boy and a child’s smile
and
And never come back again…
Always in September
Always in september
And slowly as the leaves turn and
The twisted trees start bending
I wonder to myself, who else but
me suffers From a fear of happy endings…
Happy endings…
And always in September
Is when I send my goals into the wind
Through the long walk home of winter
And then I…
It all
start again…
always in…
always in
always in September…
me and my dog sit
here and watch the world go by…
(Written by J. Brymer)
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