Lyrics

Helpless Red thoughts dripping through my blue When you told me your isnt Gone, but not with the wind Dead before alive A face that should have heired your beauty Hands that never feel your warmth The grey of still seas Your scream too loud to be heard All advice turns to absurd We can't understand We can only feel November in your soul Summer left you drowned Dust assembling on the prospects You would call your own In stuttering amazement we gaze Dry your eyes While your shivers search the nightmares The moon hangs upside down Shades like frost-torn trees Your face too hard to be felt All we say fadedly melts We can't understand We can only feel November in your soul All too close to be real Nothing else left to feel We can't understand