September Song Songtext
von Carson McHone

Oh, what song from stillness born, the slightest sound from silence
The thrill of which is delicate, with soft command, not violence
So sensitive the sculptor is, with such intent and purpose
The meaning does transcend the form, the art becomes the artist

To seek a love you have never ever known but always did believe
To dream a song you have never ever heard and sing it into being

How rare is this, a breath of sea-wind borne across the plains
To marvel in the mystery and dance in desert rain
So persistent curiosity refines the covenant
And variation promises to crystalize the constant


And how rewarding it shall be, this new autonomy
To shape that which we have to share so it may be received
For what is art and what is love, but the nature of communion
The purpose and pursuit of which defines our constitution

To seek a love you have never ever known but always did believe
To dream a song you have never ever heard and sing it into being

What a gift for us to stand before this truest mirror
No need to break your gaze to see for nothing could be clearer
It′s to you I'm bound in love, with all that I possess
For in each other we have found a base that′s bottomless

To seek a love you have never ever known but always did believe
To dream a song you have never ever heard and sing it into being

Oh, how I'll sing now, the song is unending
Oh, how I'll sing now, the song is unending
Oh, how I′ll sing now, the song is unending