September Doves

And there was a very sacred place back home where I grew Oh, between three old pine trees that nobody knew And I'd close my eyes and pass the time like youngins often do But now I'm long gone, completely ruined Oh, darlin' you and I were made for many different things Oh, to live and learn, and lie and laugh, and fight and dance and sing But our hearts have been so battered by the things that we have seen And I can feel it in the way that you look at me We could pick any old road and start again Hell, we could change our names and try to forget Lord knows I'll be sorry when it's done Oh, but circumstances shot us down like September doves Circumstances shot us down like September doves My grandmother's lullabies used to sing me to sleep Oh, and I can't sleep nowadays without liquid relief Well, if lullabies were whiskey then my Grandma's drinks were cheap I can't afford sleep anymore For we were never made for love, our souls are far too old Oh, but loneliness needs company and a lost dog needs a home So, you will be the fire and I will be the coal Baby, we can burn out of control We could pick any old road and start again Hell, we could change our names and try to forget Oh, Lord knows I'll be sorry when it's done Oh, but circumstances shot us down like September doves Circumstances shot us down like September doves We could pick any old road and start again Hell, we could change our names and try to forget Oh, Lord knows I'll be sorry when it's done Oh, but circumstances shot us down like September doves Circumstances shot us down like September doves