Sierra - Pseptember lyrics

Have I reached the highest high? Have I sunken the lowest low? Pseptember's harvest comes And the rye rots and goes I over did it this time What tomorrow holds Pseptember's harvest comes With a new one to hold Singing faces Bitter smiles Lost our places Backed up for miles Lost the other Lost our mind World collapses Soon you'll find When the rye rots And the weed is overgrown Pslip outside Cut down all you know Ecstacy and wonder Dreams from the unknown Harvest you'll reap, Harvest you'll sow Reach out through space and time Drift off and loose your mind Wake up and soon you'll find Reach out through space and time