Wake Up Me When September Ends- Billierard

Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when September ends

There he was. Lying in the grass, birds flitting past him, milky white skin dappled by the sunlight filtering through the tree above him, the only tree in the meadow.

Boom!

Thunder flashed overhead and I stood, moving toward him, trying to get to him. Lightning cracked, the tree burst to flames. I screamed his name as he struggled to his feet.

like my father's come to pass
Seven years has gone so fast
Wake me up when September ends

Lightning struck the tree once more; a branch over his head fell, crushing him under the burning bark, his screams turning to cracked wails.

That's when I ran. I ran as fast as I could. But, it just wasn't enough.

Here comes the rain again
Falling from the stars
Drenched in my pain again
Becoming who we are

I screamed at the sky, rain pouring down on my head, plastering the black hair to my forehead. I dragged his limp body from under the tree as soon as the flames went out. Pressing my ear to his chest, I prayed that there would be something to signal there was still life in him.

As my memory rests
But never forgets what I lost
Wake me up when September ends

The boy wrapped his arms around my waist and pecked my cheek. I lowered my head, not wanting to speak to him.

He cooed to me, asking what was wrong, using my nickname. I turned my head away, closing my eyes, tears running down my face.

I told him I was leaving him, to be with another.
He hit me, and called me a faggot, even though he was gay as well. He beat me, not caring.

I didn't care, I was going to be with my love.

I told my parents that night, that I was going to be with my love. They took my temperature, and called the doctors.

Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when September ends

They put me in therapy for a while.
They thought I was crazy, they thought that I thought he was still alive.

Here comes the rain again
Falling from the stars
Drenched in my pain again
Becoming who we are

But I wasn't, I knew what I was talking about. I was going to go be with him, even if it killed me. And it would.

As my memory rests
But never forgets what I lost
Wake me up when September ends

On the seventh anniversary of his death, I went to the field and sat under the apple tree that had killed him.

Yeah, I guess the innocent can't last, hm?

I waited while lightning and thunder struck the sky, like it did every year on this day. I guess in memory of him. But I waited while the tree caught fire, like every year. This time, I sat against the tree as the fire raged around me. I smiled as there was a shout and someone running toward me as the tree caught fire for the last time and fell onto me, crushing me underneath.

I'm Billie Joe Armstrong by the way. I lost my one true love, Gerard Way seven years ago to a tree fire and now, I was dying under the same tree, on the same day, at the same time, waiting for the same fate.

And I lost my life on that day.

It's been twenty years now, since I joined Gerard.


Like my father's come to pass
Twenty years has gone so fast
Wake me up when September ends
Wake me up when September ends
Wake me up when September ends