Come September Anaïs Mitchell

Autumn's ashes, summer's embers
On the sidewalk come September
Suddenly, I can't remember
Any lessons learned

Now that I'm a migrant picker
Trouble-minded tin can kicker
I wish my skin was thicker
The air has turned

"I can live alone," I said
"I can make my lonesome bed
I don't need a hole in my head
I don't need a lover"

But he took me by surprise
I fell down and saw him rise
He was larger in my eyes
Than any other

How suddenly the summer died
I couldn't bring it back to life
I couldn't sing it back to life
But I tried

Came to him in summer clothing
Came to him because I chose him
Came to find his fingers frozen
He would not reach for me