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Intro

(Optional, sometimes she just starts with C)

In the middle of September we entertained the thought

of falling into rabbit holes and never coming out

in the garden of a girl who's mum is friends with Elton John, so she kept

telling us

but still

 we slipped a year or so behind ourselves

 the time's already gone,

 when people were just people not the jobs that they perform

 our songs were just a thing we did with melody's and chords

 now you're available in all good record stores.

 but

 i knew you best back when love was just a feeling that ran out between my

 legs onto the, back of my dress

 onto the clothes that i was wearing

 oh when i was a child i was expected to believe

 in something up above that no one touches or can see

but now they tell me that unless you're looking out of magazines well then

 you don't exist but i knew that that you were real before i read it

 in an interview today before i used you as a surface - did a line across your face

 in the toilet of a girl who's sitting outside dropping names like they were

carpet bombs, she knows everyone

but, i knew you first back when love was underneath you with my fingers in the dirt,

 you said "i'll stop if it hurts"

 you said "i'll stop it if it's scary,"

 you said "you know that i can stop this any time,

 if you think that it is tearing"

 and i think of you when the leaves are brown,

 i think of leaves that i have felt against my body on the ground

 i think of places where we could go to now until they find us 'til they catch

  us, 'til they wake us and

 we drown until I know where i am

 i'm in a garden of remembering your fingers in my hand, were like a book made

 of sand

 and its the middle of September.

 your image starts to fade into the one that they have printed on the 27th page

 don't like to read these things you know i do it anyway i have no choice

have no choice i say

 and i go out into the garden the birds begin to sing i am troubled by the

 thought of all the daylight they will bring

 i think that i will let somebody take me home again

 Cause if i..

 knew you at all

 that my love was underneath you making puddles on the floor

 and that i sleep to the thought of

 Some garden in september where I've never been before

 It's slipping, out of the door

 two people walking two steps forward always to the lives they've chosen

 clicks and hums and sirens and the sun

 of two people walking two steps forward always to the lives they've chosen,

 clicks and hums and sirens and the sun

 of two people walking two steps forward always to the lives we've chosen

 clicks and hums and silence and the sun