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