August
August is the best month of the year
we reflect on what's happened since we last stood here
salt in our hair and our feet in the sand
I wouldn't expect anyone else to understand
August is the worst month of the year
with autumn ahead, I feel so much fear
nothing that summertime offers can last
when September arrives, you'll be a piece of my past
moving on
I can't read your reaction
when I set aside the initial attraction
we have nothing, nothing,
keeping us together
so much for forever...
August
August is the best month of the year
watching the sunset, watching lovers appear
at dusk they hold hands and stare at the sun
whispering, 'You're the one.'
August is the worst month of the year
nothing is simple and nothing is clear
it's never easy to push fate away
but a year's worth of love songs can be gone in a day
moving on
why was I the one to break?
it's no one's fault, it's no one's mistake
and I'm sorry, I'm sorry,
that I'm so filled with doubt
what's this about...?
August
every year I tell myself
that I won't let somebody else
become a part of me
but I guess it's too late now
I have to let you off somehow
it's not going to be easy
moving on
I can't read your reaction
when I set aside the initial attraction
we have nothing, nothing,
keeping us together
so much for forever...
August
moving on
why was I the one to break?
it's no one's fault, it's no one's mistake
and I'm sorry, I'm sorry,
that I'm so filled with doubt
what's this about...?
August
here I am again
this has to end...
August.
Jade Leven
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