HEAT OF SEPTEMBER

NI-NI-NI-NI-A-NI-NI……

I’M NOT SURE IF THOSE PLACES ARE COLD, BUT HERE IT’S HOT, THAT’S WHAT WE’VE GOT, YOU KNOW, IT RAINS, BEES, POLLEN, SPRING IS QUICK - YOU WERE RIGHT AGAIN AND IT’S NOT A TRICK, I JUST DON’T KNOW IF THOSE PLACES ARE THERE OR NOT – OR COLD OR HOT. YOU REMEMBER SEPTEMBER I’M SURE, OR PERHAPS YOU’RE STILL HERE, IN THE AIR, LIKE LAST NIGHT WHEN THAT ELECTRIC-LONE-WOLF SAT AND CRIED AGAIN, AS THEY BUST INTO SOMEONE LIVING INSIDE AGAIN. NO-ONE CAME, I NEVER WENT, I WONDERED WHAT YOU WOULD DO…. UNDER FIRECRACKERS YOU NEVER SHOWED FEAR BUT THESE DOGS GET SO, HEY, WELL, YOU KNOW HOW….. OH, NO, WAIT, YOU NEVER MET – BUT THEY DON’T GO, YOU KNOW, TO THE FIRESHOCKSHOW WHERE CRACKERS CACKLE AND YACKLE THE SKY, THOUGH THEY BARK THE DANGER RIGHT ON BY (ARF ARF ARF)…. CHRISTMAS MORNING THE CHURCH BELL PRAYED IN THE AIR, SOME CAME AND SOME OTHERS ARE STILL THERE – WHERE YOU GREW OLDER, RE-TOLD THE BOOK OF BRILLIANT THINGS. THEN WHEN WARM GREW COLDER, YOU SAID – HEY, MAYBE ALL OF THAT STUFF ISN’T EVEN THERE….. (IN THE HEAT)
I SAID………………….. WHAT?! (OF SEPTEMBER)
FROM FALLING OVER, UP YOU GOT. YOU STOOD UP, EVEN WHEN YOU COULD NOT. UP YOU GOT, HEY, UP YOU GOT.

TODAY IT SEEMED MY EYES WERE WET, DID YOU ALREADY KNOW WHY I COULDN’T SING, THOUGH I TRIED AND BEFORE I FORGET, THIS IS WHY IT’S HARDER THIS TIME – WHEN THE LOVE’S GOT SO GOOD – TO SAY TO THE LOVED ONE………………… GOODBYE. BUT YOU DON’T WANT TO HEAR THAT! AND I’D RATHER SHARE A SMILE, SOMETHING PASSING BY, BUT THIS SONG STARTED COMING ON STRONG – IS THIS TAKING TOO LONG? ARE YOU IN SEPTEMBER, MAYBE OCTOBER, NOVEMBER – YOU WILL BE PASSING, PICK ME UP LAUGHING, SEE I WASN’T CHAFFING, THAT STUFF IS STILL THERE, ANYWHILE YOU MAY BE NEARBY, APRIL, NOVEMEMBER, SEPTEMBER…. (IN THE HEAT) JANUARY, FEBRUARY………..(OF SEPTEMBER) - IN THE HEAT OF SEPTEMBER….

YOU KNOW I PICKED UP THE PHONE, I FORGOT YOU WEREN’T THERE. THE HEAT OF SEPTEMBER COMES CRACKING DOWN ON THE EGGS AS THEY HATCH, HERE COMES A NEW BATCH – IN THE HEAT OF SEPTEMBER. IN THE HEAT, THE HEAT OF SEPTEMBER.
I’M FINDING I’M DYING TO SEE YOU SOMEWHERE – I’M TRYING RELYING ON A SOUND FROM SOMEWHERE. THERE’S NO POINT DENYING THAT THIS IS STUPEFYING, ‘CAUSE I STILL FEEL YOU EVERYWHERE! THAT’S WHY I PICKED UP THE PHONE, I FORGOT THAT YOU WEREN’T HOME….

IN THE HEAT – OF SEPTEMBER. IN THE HEAT, OF SEPTEMBER…..
I’M FINDING I’M DYING TO SEE YOU SOMEWHERE – I’M TRYING RELYING ON A SOUND FROM SOMEWHERE. THERE’S NO POINT DENYING THAT THIS IS STUPEFYING, ‘CAUSE I STILL FEEL YOU EVERYWHERE!