Debut album, released in 2009

Warm November

The sky is two shades of purple from these clouds & city lights.
I sit alone on a cold, stone bench on a warm November night.
I’m thinking everything starts so simply in this world & in my mind,
But old Time ties it all together just like a mess of creeping vines.

& if I drank to find an answer or screamed to calm my mind I’d just be slipping farther, oh Lord, all along that line.
I don’t celebrate my madness or cry for my mistakes, it’s just too hot for November & I’m just about to break.

Rolling through those hillsides, the highway feels so fine.
& the wind blows through the windows as the dirt road gives way to the lime.
This great big world has got me desperate, got me swinging at the knees.
& these hands can’t feel to keep holding the wheel though this high, lonesome breeze.

If forgiveness is the high road, who’s to say you’re there?
Oh but I’ve been walking lower darling & dragging hard on this killing air.
But in dreams I do remember how solid life must seem when you’re the clouds that taste every drop that we waste before it melts back into the sea.

Warm November

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Warm November

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