Lazy as September
on a Somerset swing
I wish I could remember
How we used to sing
Before we knew the words
or the things they mean
And our knees were always dirty
but our spirits they were clean
On the inside
There’s nowhere to hide
When your only starting out
On a endless afternoon
In a tiny little town
Could be in Indiana
Or you might be on the moon
Your in the middle of the moment
And there isn’t any room
To get outside
Standing in the current
Of a mountain stream
Pausing to remember
That it’s all a dream
Walking on the circle
Where the edges meet
It stretches out forever
Like your childhood street
Cozy as November
With the blankets on the bed
The bike in the garage and
And the quiet in your head
The humming of the heater
And the stillness of the air
The morning is a present
Just waiting for you there
On the flip side
Standing in the current
Of a mountain stream
Pausing to remember
That it’s all a dream
Standing on the circle
Where the edges meet
It stretches out forever
Like your childhood street
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