
Date of issue: 15.04.2016
Song language: English
September Doves |
There was a very sacred place back where I grew |
Between three old pine trees that nobody knew |
I’d close my eyes and pass the time like youngin’s often do |
But now I’m long gone, completely ruined |
Darlin' you and I were made for many different things |
To live and learn and lie and laugh, fight and dance and sing |
But our hearts have been so battered by the things that we have seen |
And I can feel it in the way you look at me |
We could pick any old road and start again |
Hell, we could change our names and try to forget |
Lord knows I’ll be sorry when it’s done |
But circumstances shot us down like September doves |
Circumstances shot us down like September doves |
My grandmother’s lullabies used to sing me to sleep |
I can’t sleep nowadays without liquid relief |
Well if lullabies were whiskey then my Grandma’s drinks were cheap |
I can’t afford sleep anymore |
And we were never made for love our souls are far too old |
But loneliness needs company and a lost dog needs a home |
So you will be the fire and I will be the coal |
Baby we can burn out of control |
We could pick any old road and start again |
Hell, we could change our names and try to forget |
Lord knows I’ll be sorry when it’s done |
But circumstances shot us down like September doves |
Circumstances shot us down like September doves |
We could pick any old road and start again |
Hell, we could change our names and try to forget |
Lord knows I’ll be sorry when it’s done |
But circumstances shot us down like September doves |
Circumstances shot us down like September doves |