Dance Pop, alt pop Celogen
(Yes) September Blanket

it was good to be so nervous, so naive
so unprepared, so unaware
too close to take in the daydreams you had lost
you were free from that smothered world, but what did it cost?

under fuzzy ring road skies
letting leaves blow through your body
like so much sugar glass and ash

september blanket holds, the glimpse of the tiredest star
september blanket holds, the glimpse you were sure you’d caught
you swore that the future’d found you, but you were still so very small

it was good to be awash in golden sun
setting over places that had held you once
and as the heat washed out the departing silhouettes
you took whatever you could get from their old homes
little lamplights every bit as warm as you would know

in the damp and bleary morning
like a baby waking up
across the valley to real life

the trouble with transcendence is passing through time and space
the trouble with being above it is they can’t make out your face
and when all the woodsmoke clears, there’s still so much you haven’t replaced

(no
still not whole
built by ghosts
for ghosts)

september blanket holds, a promise you thought you‘d made
september blanket holds, a sovereign for just one day
you swore you would have it all, yeah, but that was one hell of a sudden change

it was good to be so nervous, so naive
it was good to be so nervous, so naive