Testo November - Ryan O'Reilly

November

I dreamed that I was waiting for a bus in North-East London late las night
It was November and I had so far to go
I was awoken by the aircraft and this melancholic weather
And your distant, cracking voice telling me to let this whole thing go
I hear the beating, pounding rhythms of the wristwatch that I wear
I’ve not out-grown adolescence, nor escaped my first grey hair
She knows this band that just got signed and tour all the time
I asked her how she things I’m doing and she said at best just fine
But you’ll never change the world, with your songs or your guitar
There are people half your age, and they’re going twice as far
Everybody wants me but I’m tied right down to you
When you finally go under, you know that I’ll drown too
Mid-November moon has been hoisted in the sky
It’s smiling at me crooked as the world goes drifting by
As the glowing, burning leaves dance to the tune the traffic plays
The wind it murmurs rhythms of what she always says
But you’ll never change the world, with your songs or your guitar
There are people half your age, and they’re going twice as far
Everybody wants me but I’m tied right down to you
When you finally go under, you know that I’ll drown too