September

Caught in September
From summer's decay
Tethered to weather
Dock of the bay

Annex my mind
'Cause it's winter all the time

And a cold wind burns holes in my throat
When a path is covered in wind and snow
You'll know inside if you're blooming into someone
You'll know you're inside growing into nothing

And a cold wind burns holes in my throat
When a path is covered in wind and snow
You'll know inside if you're blooming into someone
You'll know you're inside growing into nothing