September

[Intro ]
Bbmaj7   Am   A7 (x2) 
Gmaj7  F#m (x2) 


[Verso 1]
 
                  Gmaj7 
Now that its September 
                         F#m(add11) 
Were leaving all the branches again 
    Gmaj7                       F#m(add11) 
Turning out and around in slow motion 
 


[Verso 2]
 
                        Gmaj7 
And now Ive got this temper 
               F#m(add11) 
And not much else 
                         Gmaj7           F#m(add11) 
Been waiting on the temperature to cool me down 
 


[Verso 3]
 
                    Gmaj7 
And why dont I remember 
            F#m(add11) 
Anything anymore? 
              Gmaj7     Em       Gmaj7 
We were living in the timbers 
                          D 
Now were laying on the floor 
 


[Verso 4]
 
                        Gmaj7 
I thought I heard you whisper 
                         A6 
What were you trying to say? 
                        Gmaj7 
Gearing up for winter 
                         A6 
Watching leaves blow away 

Instrumental 
G - A7 (x2) 
 

[Verso 5]
 
                    Gmaj7 
Now everythings pretentious 
                     A 
And everythings pretend 
                    Gmaj7 
Im sick of turning wrenches 
                     A 
I miss all my reverence 
 

Outro 
Gmaj7  A