On The Subject of Our Past Selves Lyrics

I was, I was covered in amber leaves
You were, you were buried in dirt
We said we said we meant what we said
We said we said we said what we meant

We climbed for (h)ours up to the golden sun
And the bricks that we laid of paper mache
You said they would hold our weight forever
I said you're clearly out of your mind

In time, what's passed is past
It's okay, we don't relate
We don't relate, it's okay

You hold, you hold forever like a secret tower
And if it falls, then it means we've ended our reign
Our words could never carry the procession
Our words could never bear all the wait

In time, what's passed is past
Let's give up the rest, let's give up the sustain
We don't relate, it's okay
We don't relate, we don't relate

You took all I've given
I am all I gave

Oh, September, October, November
How the years pass like water
Chasing the sides of the stream to the sea, oh yeah