Pale September
Fiona Apple Lyrics


Pale September, I wore the time like a dress that year
The autumn days swung soft around me, like cotton on my skin
But as the embers of the summer lost their breath and disappeared
My heart went cold and only hollow rhythms resounded from within
But then he rose, brilliant as the moon in full
And sank in the burrows of my keep

And all my armor falling down
In a pile at my feet
And my winter giving way to warm
As I'm singing him to sleep

He goes along just as a water lily
Gentle on the surface of his thoughts his body floats
Unweighed down by passion or intensity
Yet unaware of the depth upon which he coasts
And he finds a home in me
For what misfortune sows, he knows my touch will reap

And all my armor falling down
In a pile at my feet
And my winter giving way to warm
As I'm singing him to sleep

All my armor falling down
In a pile at my feet
And my winter giving way to warm
As I'm singing him to sleep

All my armor falling down
In a pile at my feet
And my winter giving way to warm
As I'm singing him to sleep

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Written by: Fiona Apple Maggart

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Judy Clarke

Pale September, I wore the time like a dress that year
The autumn days swung soft around me, like cotton on my skin
But as the embers of the summer lost their breath and disappeared
My heart went cold and only hollow rhythms resounded from within
But then he rose, brilliant as the moon in full
And sank in the burrows of my keep
And all my armor falling down
In a pile at my feet
And my winter giving way to warm
As I'm singing him to sleep
He goes along just as a water lily
Gentle on the surface of his thoughts his body floats
Unweighed down by passion or intensity
Yet unaware of the depth upon which he coasts
And he finds a home in me
For what misfortune sows, he knows my touch will reap
And all my armor falling down
In a pile at my feet
And my winter giving way to warm
As I'm singing him to sleep
All my armor falling down
In a pile at my feet
And my winter giving way to warm
As I'm singing him to sleep
All my armor falling down
In a pile at my feet
And my winter giving way to warm
As I'm singing him to sleep



All comments from YouTube:

Gemini Girl

My beautiful poetic deep Fiona. She's been the soundtrack to my life. Relevant as ever this September 2019 as I have fallen in love. And all my armour falling down...

Simply Amaiya

same here...I never tire of her beautiful voice and lyrics 😍 💕 been a fan since criminal

Alison Carroll

This is from the perspective of a mother to her baby. Never thought of it like that before. Not until recently.. when my son was born. Now that's all I hear and it makes it even more beautiful

Rusty Koehler

I own this on cd it is the only music that I own by her. The only song I know besides this album is across the universe. But I love this album so much I just never moved past it.

Josef Svejk

I was born in September. My mom would sing old songs from her youth group in England and Wales, but also this song to put me to sleep. She sang in her church throughout her life. I have never believed, I never learned Welsh. But this song puts my two year old to sleep and I still hear my mom’s voice in this song.

Vincent Holly

I will never hear this song and not have my eyes water over with memories of a woman far too lovely for this world, who shared some of her time on it with me.

Thrift'Z'3 Millien

The voice of another dimension, and yet obtainable. All hail Miss Fiona Apple, another true artist to join the ranks of Billie Holiday, Missy Elliott, Bjork, and of course Sade.

Judy Clarke

Pale September, I wore the time like a dress that year
The autumn days swung soft around me, like cotton on my skin
But as the embers of the summer lost their breath and disappeared
My heart went cold and only hollow rhythms resounded from within
But then he rose, brilliant as the moon in full
And sank in the burrows of my keep
And all my armor falling down
In a pile at my feet
And my winter giving way to warm
As I'm singing him to sleep
He goes along just as a water lily
Gentle on the surface of his thoughts his body floats
Unweighed down by passion or intensity
Yet unaware of the depth upon which he coasts
And he finds a home in me
For what misfortune sows, he knows my touch will reap
And all my armor falling down
In a pile at my feet
And my winter giving way to warm
As I'm singing him to sleep
All my armor falling down
In a pile at my feet
And my winter giving way to warm
As I'm singing him to sleep
All my armor falling down
In a pile at my feet
And my winter giving way to warm
As I'm singing him to sleep

Bill Haines

What an incredible piece of music this is.

Debbie Steele

Beautiful song of the feminine who keeps the balance without negating her truth. Thank you for this beautiful post.

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