august was in a drought
a literal burden to my thoughts
i thought i was gonna die out
but here standing on my way out

add my name to your medal tray
i was your eleventh or twelfth prey
once your gold in the bay
then only a ghost in your days

has come the september
i hope no more sobber
that person could’ve been better
but then proven to be disaster

and time is ticking
here i'm hoping
it will erase every single thing
cause i won’t hold on to nothing

and i might live with the pain
but it will heal under the rain
it's foolish to believe you were a saint
but one day what you plant is what you gain

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀t.he SPray
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀o(f⠀⠀ bEEr wet afternoons
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ r u n⠀ n⠀⠀i⠀⠀⠀n⠀⠀⠀⠀g
)late
into the evening
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ?C U T⠀short
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
september .beautifulsisterwhosleeps
allday.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
woken sets a new table-
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ but not before we
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ splash! loud and
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
,a million
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ hide
⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ and
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ s
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
e⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ek
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ g.ames we
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
played on⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Mother
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ eartH
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
now we feast before the ending
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
(but its not really the ending is it?
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ before we die
)into
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
                                             ­  FROzEN
                                                SPIrITS
  ­      of a new Us
and a better
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
y
ear
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

The sky is blue
the wind blows cold
i sit and rock
with you, grow old

when September interrupted
sleepless nights, eyes haunting
much too strong, you told me
addicted to the words, you sold me