It's September now over here
Another Midwest storm drawing near
These places you recall, then slowly fade
In doses all too small to make the grade
I didn't want to be here anyway
I didn't want to force a hand to play
I didn't want to be here anyway
The moon so red tonight, lingers on
Until brick and mortar houses meet the dawn
So I take the long way around to breathe it in
I'm counting on surprise, bbut wearing thin
I didn't want to be here anyway
I didn't want to force a hand to play
I didn't want to be here anyway
It's September now over here
Another Midwest storm drawing near