Lyrics

It's been a long time since September.
I think it's never coming back - the final breath before it's time to say goodbye,
the way we look when everything's about to change.

I've been filling my pockets with sand,
trying to find a way to hold onto your hand from far away.
The moment of decision has come and gone. I think I'll stay right here. Sometimes you get too tired for moving on.

I was restless in September.
I was never coming back.
The heat was sweltering, the sunset smelled like sweat. The leaves, they danced for their reward like Salome.

'Catch me if you can, I'm on my way,' I said, 'The season's changing, I can't stay here anymore.'
Am I led by love or chased by sin?
How will I know which heart to heed when I know that I can't win?

Do you think of me in September?
Do you think I'm never coming back?
Do you hold your breath when the harvest comes around?
Do you cry each time the sunset smears the sky?

I was flying with the birds, into the wind, migrating south, but I could not keep the pace

'cause we pack up our belongings
the same time every year -
that little nudge of autumn when the leaves make up their minds.