November
Embracing November's Bittersweet Symphony of Love and Reflection
Lyrics
Close my door
Expressing a desire for privacy or seclusion by closing the door.
Close my eyes
Suggesting a deliberate act of shutting out external stimuli by closing the eyes.
Press my fingers to the glass
Physically connecting with the world through touch, pressing fingers to the glass.
Why does November drag its heels when October never seems to last?
Questioning the perceived slowness of November compared to the fleeting nature of October.
The television tells us love can make a mute man speak or
Reflecting on the transformative power of love, acknowledging that time reveals hidden aspects.
Make a closed man walk outside
-But time sheds its light on all that I wanted to hide
-I get off the train I stumble 'round the Square
Describing disorientation or unsteadiness upon leaving a train and entering a public space.
I look for the poems at my feet
Searching for inspiration or meaningful moments represented as "poems" on the ground.
You and I come home
Returning home with a partner, engaging in complaints about idealized lovers that never materialize.
And there we bitch and moan
-'bout all the perfect lovers that we never seem to meet
-You'd better let someone love you instead of pushing us all away
Advising to accept love instead of pushing others away, emphasizing the inevitability of time.
Until time rolls right over all that you wanted to say
-I know you are hurting
Expressing empathy for someone in pain, emphasizing the preciousness of the present moment.
I see you tied up in knots over there
-But these are the days we are given
-They are precious we must live them I swear
-This could be the last warm day in a cold and ugly November
Reflecting on the potential significance of the current moment in a challenging November.
When it's all over, what are you going to remember?
-Hey old one up there
Pleading with an unspecified figure, questioning the absence of expected signs of winter and reminiscing about unshared knowledge.
Where's the snow where are the lighted windows of our passing age?
-You know you never told us of the bitter cold
-Trying to find the heart inside each well-built cage
-Still I forgive you
Forgiving and expressing love to the mysterious figure, urging them to stay.
I would not have it any other way
-I can say it only once more, I love you
-Stay
Repetition of the plea for the figure to stay, emphasizing emotional significance.
Stay
-Stay
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