The Bonnevilles - By the Time November Comes

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Its the month of the dead
Its the weeks of ghosts
Haunted memories
Come through in floods
By the time November comes
I can see my breath in the air
The month of the dead
The sleepless live here
I fall on my knees
Like a falling tear
While I’m down there, I may as well pray for my soul
And do the things I said I’d never do
By the time November comes
Its the month of the dead
White snow black crow
The sound of earth on oak
My love tastes of salt
By the time November comes
I can see my breath in the air
I thought I knew the man I thought I was
By the time November comes
Its the month of the dead
Its the weeks of ghosts
Haunted memories
Come through in floods
By the time November comes
I can see my breath in the air
I thought I knew the man I thought I was
By the time November comes
I do the things I said I’d never do
By the time November comes
I thought I knew the man I thought I was
By the time November comes
I do the things I said I’d never do
By the time November comes
By the time November comes
I can see my breath in the air
By the time November comes
I can see my breath in the air
By the time November comes
I can see my breath in the air
By the time November comes
I can see my breath in the air