Song | End of September |
Artist | Thieving Irons |
Album | Behold, This Dreamer! |
With the glaze on your eyes from the morning sun light | |
You’re awake to the tunes on the radio from last night | |
A long night alone on this road in our minds | |
Whether we’re born free, or bound by the light | |
When the domino tips, let’s leave these old tricks behind | |
What a long night alone on this road in our minds | |
Rewind, rewind | |
Your crushing beauty, tinsel hair, bright red-gold eyes and simple stare | |
Tell me your story, tell me more than you need, with simple care | |
I’ll lay you down, and make it peaceful with love and seconal | |
When you’ve left, we’ll keep holding on | |
When the domino tips, let’s leave these old tricks behind | |
What a long night alone on this road in our minds | |
Rewind, rewind, | |
When September ends and it’s cold out again | |
We’ll dance on the floors and call out for friends |
With the glaze on your eyes from the morning sun light | |
You' re awake to the tunes on the radio from last night | |
A long night alone on this road in our minds | |
Whether we' re born free, or bound by the light | |
When the domino tips, let' s leave these old tricks behind | |
What a long night alone on this road in our minds | |
Rewind, rewind | |
Your crushing beauty, tinsel hair, bright redgold eyes and simple stare | |
Tell me your story, tell me more than you need, with simple care | |
I' ll lay you down, and make it peaceful with love and seconal | |
When you' ve left, we' ll keep holding on | |
When the domino tips, let' s leave these old tricks behind | |
What a long night alone on this road in our minds | |
Rewind, rewind, | |
When September ends and it' s cold out again | |
We' ll dance on the floors and call out for friends |