Tiny Moments, Tiny Omens

September’s come, appled the trees
Darkened the sky, pulled down the leaves
I'm not ready yet for winter
The last was too bitter
Let's go back to April
Before I have to take pills
Can I please rewind the sun
To cherry blossom and bird song?
These tiny moments, as the painkillers wear off
Tiny omens between sips of painkillers
Remind me of the pleasure
That won't come next year
Not to see the blossom
Oh god September's gone
I'm not ready yet to forget
Burnt out cars on Brixton hill
Francis at the Apollo
Ghost Town on the radio
She had a heart like mount Vesuvius
Got a mind as deep as the grand canyon
Can I please rewind the sun
To cherry blossom and bird song?
Tiny moments as the painkillers wear off
Tiny omens between sips of painkillers
Tiny moments, tiny omens
September’s come, appled the trees
Darkened the sky, pulled down the leaves