November

The evening hydroplanes
The streetlights they start screaming
The air is thick enough to hold
Your nose starts bleeding
You kindly, slowly walk around your empty house
The smallest sight of you is shimmering on the ground

November
Oh, November

The love and sadness on the corners of your smile
The night outside is restless waiting for the light
The windows smirk at me, they're letting in the dark
There's nothing like the way you loiter in my heart

November