Robert Wyatt
Septober Energy—Part 2
Slowly the sunrise - to warm my brow
Fading the shadow remaining now
Drying the storm that sleep has made
I awake
Fire of the morning shall ride the wind
Carry the warning for all mankind
Only the blessed shall know the sign
They will shine
Take away everything that we own
We can even live without a home
Have all the money if that is your goal
But you'll never touch our soul
The wind is swirling the leaves, and heat of the
Morning sun is causing the grass and wood to burn
Away. Everything, the fire is killing off all wе
See. Throughout the land. Good and bad