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It already happened, dawn passed while you're sleeping

Now don't miss September, I'm gone this year

Lost in Manhattan, the edge of the pier

Can't seem to remember how long it's been

Shake me tomorrow, I'll wake for the weekend

It's all just a memory at the end of the road

For all I hold on to, dissolves just as easy

Won't someone remind me how old I've grown?

It already happened, dawn passed while you're sleeping

Now don't miss Septеmber, I'm gone this year