Robyn Hitchcock - September Cones lyrics

I'll find a way To make you see Just what your love Has done for me Right from my skin Down to my bones September Cones September Cones The horses tramp Beneath the tree Their breath is mist It seems to me They're solid ghosts Each one alone September Cones September Cones The phonebox glows Beside the sea There's no one there But you and me So let's make love In the ozone September Cones September Cones And when she's lonely She just gazes in the gla** And when she's lonely She just counts the blades of gra** The glider crashed Into the hill Where your time stopped My time stood still And overhead A bomber drones September Cones September Cones Here comes a boy He's looking pale He's growing horns He's grown a tail He needs a love To call his own September Cones September Cones September Cones September Cones