November (Live)

Molly, did you feel the sting

Of November songs gone quiet?

Did your breath fall to the wind

Like a summer rain on your eyelids?

We’re there even years to cry?

When you realized

When you realized?

I think of him often

I wonder if he’s listening

I wonder if a voice so quiet

Could ever really die

That’s when I realize that it cannot

My only wish is all your trials

Are done and gone

They’re done and gone