Only In November - Ben Weasel

Silence now

I want it quiet now

I wanna feel the clock inside my brain start winding down

Don’t you see I’m in a spaceship dream

And the red light on your motorbike’s a scream?

When I get my bearings, soon it’s always something new

Hating all the waiting for the day I won’t remember you

There’s never time to set things right

There’s too much time to try

Only in November do I cry

I try to fly, but when I go too high

I see in seeking my own level, I diminish

Misery doesn’t want company

And when it does, I cut it right off at the knees

When I get my bearings, soon it’s always something new

Missing, wishing hopelessly, and hating myself for it, too

There’s never time to set things right

There’s too much time to try

Only in November do I cry

Let’s go!

Celebration of a lovesick nation

That’s surrounded by a shining sea of broken hearts

I’m still asleep, laughing inside my dream

Because the red light on your motorbike’s a scream

When I get my bearings, soon it’s always something new

Hating all the waiting for the day I won’t remember you

There’s never time to set things right

There’s too much time to try

Only in November do I cry

There’s never time to set things right

There’s always time to try

Only in November do I cry

And the red light on your motorbike’s a scream

Yeah, the red light on your motorbike’s a scream

Yeah, the red light on your motorbike’s a scream

Yeah, the red light on your motorbike’s a scream