The Novemberist - BraZil

I dream of airplanes crashing

Solemn beginnings daily

Everyday I grow old

And am born again

Bath in light that starts to darken when I emerge

I dream of airplanes crashing

Solemn beginnings daily

Dissolution is change

I see tongues of fire upon our heads

Turn off the lights to see the next room

The constant

Save a match for me

Run with me into the flames

Save a match for me

Play the game with me tonight

Will november lose its meaning

When your fingers lose their feeling?

Today make it shatter like glass

Today makes tomorrow unbecoming

November is what can change me