September blues


The warmth from the end of the day warmed her face
as the sun began to set in the west
or maybe it was from the cheap wine
which seemed to always make her feel fine
she’s got the September blues again
they seem to come around when she’s in town
with no recognition of her own shadow
she’s got the September blues again
or maybe it was from the cheap wine

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