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Liz Durrett
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November
No shadow, no stars There's no moon and no cars November
It only believes In a pile of dead leaves And a moon That's the color of bone
No prayers for November To linger longer Stick your spoon in the wall We'll slaughter them all
November Has tied me to an old dead tree Get word to April To rescue me November's cold chain Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
Made of wet boots and rain And shiny black ravens On chimney smoke lanes November seems odd You're my firing squad November
Tied to the branches Of a roebuck stag Left to wave in the timber Like a buck shot flag
Go away, you rain snout Go away, blow your brains out November
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