"Phineas? I'm calling about your father..."
Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
wake me up when September ends
September 25th, 1997. The day of the accident. He was driving along when the person in the car behind him rear ended him out of anger. He was smashed up against a highway divider. He was barely breathing when they found him. They immediately arrested the other driver.
Like my fathers come to pass,
seven years has gone so fast.
Wake me up when September ends.
Mom rushed Candace and me to the hospital. We were stopped by the receptionist. "Where the hell do you think YOU'RE going, ya snot-nosed brats?"
Fortunately, Mom had an old friend who was the guy in charge of the hospital. "You're fired. They're with me." He took us past the doors into the Less-than-emergency-but-nonetheless-pretty-darn-close ward. Dad was sitting in his room, barely alive. Even without saying a word, we knew he wasn't gonna survive. We had one long last chat. At the end, Candace went out into the hallway. I stayed in with Dad as he went to sleep for the last time. "Good-bye, Dad."
Here comes the rain again,
falling from the stars.
Drenched in my pain again,
becoming who we are.
As my memory rests,
but never forgets what I lost.
They buried him on September 30th. Mom brought a friend with her. He was Lawrence Fletcher. We knew him well. The day was miserable and gloomy. How appropriate.
Wake me up when September ends.
Summer has come and past,
the innocent can never last.
Wake me up when September ends.
Ring out the bells again,
like we did when Spring began.
Wake me up when September ends.
Here comes the rain again,
falling from the stars.
Drenched in my pain again,
becoming who we are.
As my memory rests,
but never forgets what I lost.
Wake me up when September ends.
Summer has come and past,
the innocent can never last.
Wake me up when September ends.
Like my fathers come to pass,
twenty years has gone so fast.
Wake me up when September ends.
Wake me up when September ends.
Wake me up when september ends.