《November》歌词

[00:00:00] November - Gabriel Kahane

[00:00:04] Lyricist：Gabriel Kahane

[00:00:08] The last we spoke

[00:00:12] I sang of end times

[00:00:17] Of cities washed away

[00:00:22] The bloodless halls

[00:00:26] Of flooded stations

[00:00:29] And that last train from LA

[00:00:33] Well three years have passed

[00:00:35] And here I am in the waiting room

[00:00:37] Delayed with all the restless

[00:00:41] Some sixty eyes fixed hard and fast

[00:00:44] On the TV playing something senseless

[00:00:51] Me I dream of a broken watch

[00:00:55] With hands like vines

[00:01:07] And the dream I see the

[00:01:13] The sweep of centuries

[00:01:17] I am a priest or a bird

[00:01:23] And high wandered six lane

[00:01:27] It would be generous to call them boulevards

[00:01:31] With their dead eyed metal herd

[00:01:37] I have come to peck the faces

[00:01:39] All of the faces off of every clock

[00:01:44] Then set myself to ponder the golden shores

[00:01:48] The clouds the rotting dock

[00:01:52] Can you hear the carnival rising

[00:01:56] The brutal fairgrounds aglow

[00:02:00] Sunburned families laughing at the toy gun game store

[00:02:05] Someone screaming below

[00:02:27] And I want to tell you

[00:02:32] About November

[00:02:35] The people that I met

[00:02:39] And sleeping badly

[00:02:44] On poor man pallets

[00:02:49] A blue blanket caked in sweat

[00:02:55] Cardiogram power lines

[00:02:58] Heart of the department of the Interior

[00:03:01] Glow in the dark

[00:03:03] Casio breathing faster

[00:03:20] The last we spoke

[00:03:24] I sang of end times

[00:03:28] Of cities washed away

[00:03:33] The bloodless halls

[00:03:36] Of flooded stations

[00:03:39] Could a train be an escape