The Novemberist
Brazil
I dream of airplanes crashing
Solemn beginnings daily
Every day I grow old
And am born again
Bathed in fight that starts to darken when I emerge
I dream of airplanes crashing
Solemn beginnings daily
Dissolution is change
I see tongues of fire upon our heads
Turn off the lights to see the next room
The constant…
Save a match for me
Run with me into the flames
Save a match for me
Play the game with me tonight
Will November lose its meaning
When your fingers lose their feeling?
Today-make it shatter like glass
Today makes tomorrow unbecoming
November is what can change me