Sleep Patterns Lyrics & Chords By September

Waiting doors Slept to waste the time until I Hear the sound Of your footsteps climbing up the Porch as it rains Trembling voices propogate these rooms I keep my eyes...read more

September 9, 2001. Gary and I were skating at a hospital on top of a huge hill overlooking a valley. An ambulance came and took out a dead woman. Gary asked me why she wasn't moving...read more