Noah Kahan End of August Lyrics
Richie and Austen are often along for the ride
They don’t say a lot, but they know every inch of this drive
If these trees started talking, I bet you they’d only talk shit
‘Cause we never do anything real, we just talk about it
Endin’ of August, the bugs are just starting to die
All the neighbors are voting for someone who wins every time
And I thought getting older meant knowin’ it’s too late to try
And I tried getting sober, I swear I did better this time
Whoa, everything you see out here will die
Oh, it’s a matter of time till it’s
Fields of ice and reflector lights
Till it’s our town, mmm
And anything you need, I will provide
A ride home or an alibi, I know
The traffic light you can speed right by
‘Cause the camera’s down
And I follow New York plates to the county line
I ignore ’em when they wave on 89
The minute that September hits
I’m goin’ off my medicine, oh
Late August angst, and a pointless night
Oh, and the feeling of being alive
For the first time in a long time
We’re a drawing of a place, oh, we’re a photo on the fridge
They mined copper for years, oh, there was nothing left to dig
It’s a place where most kids just grow up and have kids
Who grow up and have kids who build homes for the rich
Whoa, everything you see out here will die
Oh, it’s a matter of time till it’s
Fields of ice and reflector lights
Till it’s our town
Till it’s our town
Till it’s our town
And it’s ours now
It’s ours now
Hold fast on sedatives and long shadows