October
October overtakes us every year
We look at eachother after a overcrowded summer.
And we've changed again, but it doesn't feel familiar, now we suddenly realize we're not ourselves anymore
In October. October is the cruelest month October.
With all things that pass, but hang on somewhere anyway, and then return.
Somewhere in October.
October assaults us every year
we look at eachother after a summer full of parties.
And you've changed again, but it doesn't feel secure, now I suddenly realize you are not yourself anymore.
With all the days that pass, after the fun when you go back.
Always in October.
And yet I've changed again not for the good, or the bad.
We stay together after a summer that's been far too brief.
October, October is the cruelest month October.
I've washed your clothes, I kissed your lips and then I fly back home.
Repeatedly in October.
October ,October is the truest month, October.