Sunday, September 22, 2013

Lyrics of the Week: September

Heck, why not? It's a beautiful song, and it's the perfect time of year for it! Beautiful, but bittersweet...I spent the autumn it came out writing increasingly depressing poetry in the basement, listening to it over and over again on the radio. It's odd, but I wouldn't mind going back to that autumn. Parts of it sucked, but others...well, they turned into cherished memories, and that's explanation enough. I started to figure out who I am in that basement listening to this song!

September - Daughtry

 How the time passed away? All the trouble that we gave
And all those days we spent out by the lake
Has it all gone to waste? All the promises we made
One by one they vanish just the same

Of all the things I still remember
Summer's never looked the same
The years go by and time just seems to fly
But the memories remain

In the middle of September we'd still play out in the rain
Nothing to lose but everything to gain
Reflecting now on how things could've been
It was worth it in the end

Now it all seems so clear, there's nothing left to fear
So we made our way by finding what was real
Now the days are so long that summer's moving on
We reach for something that's already gone

Of all the things I still remember
Summer's never looked the same
The years go by and time just seems to fly
But the memories remain

In the middle of September we'd still play out in the rain
Nothing to lose but everything to gain
Reflecting now on how things could've been
It was worth it in the end

We knew we had to leave this town
But we never knew when and we never knew how
We would end up here the way we are
Yeah we knew we had to leave this town
But we never knew when and we never knew how

Of all the things I still remember
Summer's never looked the same
The years go by and time just seems to fly
But the memories remain

In the middle of September we'd still play out in the rain
Nothing to lose but everything to gain
Reflecting now on how things could've been
It was worth it in the end

Your pal,
Angels

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