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A Night in November

from All is Left by Vincent Hand

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A night in November
The doors are all closed
The peaks and the valleys have gone
The windows are shaking
A furious fight
Too early and yet it's too late

I've got your number
Deep in my head
And the way you had written it there
The years have no mercy, we all fade to black
And all that I touch turns to ash

The names of the dreamers
I write on my hands
Emotions that I've put to rest
The things that we've gone for
Will come and will pass
In torment, revolution, and death

I've got your number
Deep in my head
And the way you had written it there
I'm rain-soaked on Jersey
I'm out of my head
My memory's all that I have

You know I'll remember
The things that you say
You look like a girl I used to know
As if we have mended, we'll hide our regret
There's nothing to do now but laugh
There's nothing to do now but laugh

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from All is Left, released January 1, 2004

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