September Again

I wander off on

Some kind of vision of sunlight

But our hands fall

From your left

From my right

So you go back to church to reclaim the feeling

You say you don’t understand why

And you spend extra time standing naked in the mirror

When you wanna wear something nice

And it’s September again

Flipping through the same old books

But you’re reading less

And it’s September again

I don’t mind

I'm gazing upon

Stained glass and ceilings of pure white

The choir calls

From the back

And it’s nice

So you go back to church to reclaim the feeling

You say you don’t understand why

And you spend extra time standing naked in the mirror

When you wanna wear something nice

And it’s September again

Flipping through the same old books

But you’re reading less

And it’s September again

I don’t mind

Now you’ve got to know

You move in cascading light

Oncoming autumn

You can’t remember the last time

A life so long

And you fade

And it’s fine

So you go back to church to reclaim the feeling

You say you don’t understand why

And you spend all your time standing naked in the mirror

When you wanna wear something nice

And it’s September again

Flipping through the same old books

But you’re reading less

And it’s September again

I don’t mind