September The Ninth
by Robert Wyatt
From the album: Shleep
Duration: 6:40
Lyrics for September The Ninth
Woman wishing for wings, (Too large a lump to pass for bird), Hopes that by wishing hard enough She will cast off the ballast. And the swallows Will politely accept her waving arms As wings, And she will join in with them, And she will rise up with them, And she will Fly.