The Long September
Tech Honors
[Verse 1]
Summer burns where winter blows
As above, so too below
But the futures and past
Will never be here now
Helpless to unbreak our bough
[Verse 2]
Would that we could make amends
Would that phone calls be unsent
But I don't want your words
To occupy my mind
Have I wasted all of our time?
[Bridge]
[Verse 3]
Means make ends to justify
Broken hearts or suicide-