You Find Me Clenched And Crumpled Like A Letter I Wrote But Never Sent
You Pull Me Up And Shake Me Out And Now I Can Stand Here And Say Just What I Meant
This Is Just What I Meant. This Is Just

September Rolling Like A Hurricane And I'm Leaning Over The Rail
I Dance A Turn With A Thundercloud And I'm Surprised When I Find I'm Still
Alive And Telling The Tale
I Am Telling The Tale

I Am Telling You, Like I Always Do, I Am Telling You

June Bugs Bump Into The Ceiling And The Headlights Are Sweeping The Wall
You Take My Breath So Far Away That I Have To Say That I Don't Miss It At All
I Don't Miss It At All
I Don't Miss It At All