"this room has so many windows; too many windows.
i've sat and watched the trees' frame to fade outside.
i hope the seasons treat you well. i hope the seasons treat you kind.
as kind as i never was, as comforting as i never could be.
i saw two fake long-stem roses on the windshield of a car.
september, come please take this heart away.
all of these windows bring in the cold air. i hope you have a coat to keep you warm.
warmer than those last words we spoke, warmer than the last words we said.
i'm sure the wind blows gently on you now.
i hope that nothing will ever remind you of me.
glue that faded photo on a worn out journal page.
it's september. come, please take this heart away."
(carissa's wierd, songs about leaving (2002), 4.parça)
