September Doves

And there was a very sacred place back home where I grew

Oh, between three old pine trees that nobody knew

And I'd close my eyes and pass the time like youngins often do

But now I'm long gone, completely ruined

Oh, darlin' you and I were made for many different things

Oh, to live and learn, and lie and laugh, and fight and dance and sing

But our hearts have been so battered by the things that we have seen

And I can feel it in the way that you look at me

We could pick any old road and start again

Hell, we could change our names and try to forget

Lord knows I'll be sorry when it's done

Oh, but circumstances shot us down like September doves

Circumstances shot us down like September doves

My grandmother's lullabies used to sing me to sleep

Oh, and I can't sleep nowadays without liquid relief

Well, if lullabies were whiskey then my Grandma's drinks were cheap

I can't afford sleep anymore

For we were never made for love, our souls are far too old

Oh, but loneliness needs company and a lost dog needs a home

So, you will be the fire and I will be the coal

Baby, we can burn out of control

We could pick any old road and start again

Hell, we could change our names and try to forget

Oh, Lord knows I'll be sorry when it's done

Oh, but circumstances shot us down like September doves

Circumstances shot us down like September doves

We could pick any old road and start again

Hell, we could change our names and try to forget

Oh, Lord knows I'll be sorry when it's done

Oh, but circumstances shot us down like September doves

Circumstances shot us down like September doves