September Song

I'll wait for you

Outside of your mother's house

This time will be

Planned to the letter

When love is not madness

It is not love

It isn't love, darlin'

So let's ride our bikes

Beneath the glowing orange bug lights, darlin'

Past the paper man

You'll hold my hand

While the subdivision sleeps

Early morning air will freeze our tears

And dull our fears, darlin'

We'll leave our phones

Behind the dresser

We'll make our escape

Have fun together

We can wet the bed

And shave our heads

And be ourselves, darlin'

We will stay up late

And speak our minds

And contemplate, darlin'

Why they hit their kids

And lose their shit

When they really hate themselves

We will never ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever

Go home again

As La Barca said

When love is not madness

It is not love

It isn't love, darlin'

So let's ride our bikes

Beneath the glowing orange bug lights, darlin'

Past the paper man

You'll hold my hand

While the subdivision sleeps

Early morning air will freeze our tears

Darlin'

We can wet the bed

And shave our heads

And be ourselves, darlin'

We will stay up late

And speak our minds

And contemplate, darlin'

I'll wait for you outside of your mother's house

This time will be