I remember, before the lakes were dug and I could never touch the sky,
We were always pots and pans and beautiful with rage.
Smokey in the park, singing in the tiny shopping mall,
Nature made a river and my memory’s hazy.
Broom! Skid! Smash! This teardrop is for you,
And I know that Adrian hates me; and Chip, you’re insignificant
And you, time told, and you, my son,
And you, catching bees in plastic bottles.

Ooh, aah, sweet September skies,
Those pretty little lies
You tell.
Ooh, aah, little baby cries,
How do you hypnotise
So well?

Those moving images were never quite enough, it seems I’ve gone astray.
Silently, silently, silently it’s gone, smoking in the dark.
I walked you endlessly day by day, man built an eyesore there,
And I’m sorry if I’ve hurt you, like a movie scene car crash!
I’m starting with me, hey baby, didn’t I say I loved you?
I’ll be a better man today and beat that fear I always felt
And now your bigger brother’s here, erased too much from me,
And every single tune, I can see where it’s coming from,

Ooh, aah, sweet September skies,
Those pretty little lies
You tell.
Ooh, aah, little baby cries,
How do you hypnotise
So well?

But I’m not as bad as the height at which you stand,
Which one of us would fold? The apple of my eye,
What can I say? At last it’s come around.
Whilst clutching the bag to destroy you
In the name of a great artist it contradicts,
I might even forget you and I know you’re missing me,
It’s spun inside my head and I’m not that bad at all.
And Tommy, time’s a great healer, you bitter, lonely man.

Ooh, aah, sweet September skies,
Those pretty little lies
You tell.
Ooh, aah, little baby cries,
How do you hypnotise
So well?

And which one would be left behind, the moon or the sky,
How can I put this into words? Write it in a note
The next generation of hard-done-bys, it contradicts
And hey, it’s nothing personal, but I know you’re missing me.
Can you see me now? When you went your way
You’ll never know how much I want to thank you.
The world’s condemning me, but there is so much more to discover.
Well I know you’re missing me. It ripples across the lake.

Ooh, aah, sweet September skies,
Those pretty little lies
You tell.
Ooh, aah, little baby cries,
How do you hypnotise
So well?

I know you’re missing me, like a thousand memories
And I promise I’m not bitter, and I truly wish you well.
And I want to feel the pride I feel.
You could have done things better, observed as I watched you grow.
Thank you. But I guess I could too.
You’ve done me proud. Thank you.
Keep it up. I love you.
Work hard. Enjoy.

Ooh, aah, sweet September skies,
Those pretty little lies
You tell.
Ooh, aah, little baby cries,
How do you hypnotise
So well?


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