September
Holly Jay Platt

We were young and wild and reckless and free
Spending days on the beach at the park just you and me
Going home with paint on our faces and burns on our backs
We'd never venture out onto the beaten track

I remember the days when our smiles never wore off
You in your sunglasses and me in my knockoffs
Two kids who knew nothing about humanity
You always knew how to escape this reality

Sneak into my room again, give me the sign
Tell me what's wrong with the world this time
Bring out the piggybank, bring out the axe
I can distract him so you might attack

Let's repeat these days over and over again
Make me smile more often than now and then
Give me a little something to make me remember
We might not be like this come September