Since the day you were born
I've been searching for the Octobers
I remember
The late afternoon
Air crisp as a Julien apple
With a handful
Of gravel to throw
At the bats swooping over the neighborhood
My jacket zipped up to the hood with love I never understood
'Til the day you were born
Now I'm searching for an October
To show ya
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Then son you spied
With your momma's blue eyes
From my shoulders
Your October
Saying "ha ha daddy the ghosties are scary I like them and
My jacket may be lighter than
Yours was when you were toddling
And the leaves may not be hanging in there long
But it's colder than September was
You still make the cider momma loves
And the blowup ghosts still haunt the neighbors' lawns"
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We shall be saved
By the words coming out of the mouths of babes
Not the glow of a cellular phone singing
"Hey hey hey
Ain't you wonderin' if you're gonna be laughing or coughing all the way to the bank?"
We shall be saved
By the words coming out of the mouths of babes
Not the glow of a cellular phone singing
"Hey hey hey
Ain't you wonderin' if you're gonna be laughing or coughing all the way to the bank?"
Your jacket may be lighter than
Mine was when I was toddling
But the leaves are really hanging in there
Pretty as a gift shop picture
It's colder than September was
I can still make the cider momma loves
And the blowup ghosts still haunt the neighbors' lawns
And they and you and all of this
Remind me son that ever since
The day you were born
I've been searching for my Octobers
You've been searching for nothing and seeing whatever's in front of you and so now do your mother and I
And in the blink of an eye
Your Octobers
Will be the ones we're
Remembering