September

No, I don't believe in the after-life, not at all and neither do I believe in reincarnation, yet sometimes the idea seems like the only logical explanation - that in some "previous life," I must have been a white chick from Northern Ontario (lol). What else can explain my love-affair with everything country, from doily-covered chesterfield armrests, potpourri to gingham tablecloths, a penchant for Nickelback & Daughtry and of course, for twangy ditties of lost love, and not to mention, a strange sense of affinity to Taylor Swift??? Quite an odd preference, I know, considering my ethnicity whose cultural norms would have me belting out cheesy love ballads (e.g. Air Supply) on Karaoke, if they had their way, that is!

Here are the lyrics to one of my current favorites, September by Daughtry:

How the time passed away
All the trouble that we gave
And all those day we spent out by the lake
Has it all gone to waste?
All the promises we made
One by one they vanished just the same

All the things I still remember
Summers never looked the same
Years go by and time just seems to fly
But the memories remain
In the middle of September
We still played out in the rain
Nothing to lose but everything to gain
Reflecting now on how things could've been
It was worth it in the end

Now it all seems so clear
There's nothing left to fear
So we made our way by finding what was real
Now the days are so long
That summer's moving on
Reach for something that's already gone

All the things I still remember
Summers never look the same
Years go by and time just seems to fly
But the memories remain
In the middle of September
We still played out in the rain
Nothing to lose but everything to gain
Reflecting now on how things could've been
It was worth it in the end

Yeah, We knew we had to leave this town
But we never knew when and we never knew how
We would up here the way we are

We knew we had to leave this town
But we never knew when and we never knew how

All the things I still remember
Summers never look the same
Years go by and time just seems to fly
But the memories remain
In the middle of September
We still played out in the rain
Nothing to lose but everything to gain
Reflecting now on how things could've been
It was worth it in the end

I like this song, as in a lot, my only critique is the use of the word "reflecting" - I just think it is too big of a word for a song and quite a mouthful to sing. "Thinking" would've been a better choice of word but then again, that's just me. Happy September everyone!