September Mourning
It's a cold september morning
I woke up with rain in my window
With this old familiar feeling
I loved too much, now my world is crumbling
It's easy to hit two birds
With one stone
If your stone
Is as big as the moon
It's not easy to say I won't miss you soon
When the sky and the stars know you're gone
When the sky is falling
And you're knees just hit the floor
And the seas are drying
But your tears could fill them all