Last Days of November Lyrics

Breathing into the shadows, in the glass and the heat

Through the black of the pavement, in the cold of the street

Broken faces, broken windows, broken worlds that hide within those

Hear the wind through the branches, see the moon through the trees

Another night in November, and there's blood on the breeze

Flickering lights and dark intentions, gathered smoke and apprehension

When you turn to see a light on

In a window that you know is vacant

Hear the footsteps in the dark

Echo softly from an empty basement

I will be right there

Holding on to the last days of November

Raindrops glisten like knife blades, as they cut through the air

Sputtered heartbeats in droplets, a veil of mist in your hair

Pagan verse from ancient tomes, headstones mark the pathway home

Oh my love, when you think I'm gone

A second hand heartbeat, glassy eyes withdrawn

I will be right here

Holding on to the last days of November

When you turn to see a light on

In a window that you know is vacant

Hear the footsteps in the dark

Echo softly from an empty basement

I will be right there

Holding on to the last days of November