Cold November's covered me with her dark and dripping wings
Carried me from cheer and light— out of mind and out of sight
Cold November's buried me under heaps of rotting leaves
Soaked through with rain and choked by grief. Oh November, honestly
She came upon me in the park, chased me homeward through the dark
Then she squeezed her talons tight and took me helpless into night
She has her own song to sing and she demands to finish it
Raises her slick and glistening beak and crows to those who can't resist
Oh November, I was once… Did you know me when I was?
Well, I don't remember now since November drowned me out
But I just felt the summer's heat and tasted the tomato's meat
And took the socks off of my feet when she came to gather me
Oh…
I am one who flies with you. I've forgotten all I knew
I must belong to the moonless night. Oh November, you were right