Naked in November

a song—indie—key of G

i've got a prayer inside of me

it's malicious, it's sublime

it's untethered, it's falling free

it has no reason and no rhyme

the sky is offensive, it's full of green

like the hills we frolicked on

the flowers are fragrant, they're pungent and mean

the petals are sweet, the thorns are strong

now i had a feeling (i had a feeling)

that the waves broke us apart

now who knows who's stealing (who knows who's stealing)

the firmness in my arms

and i know the centuries will bloom

with grey matter and despair

wilting away (wilting away)

the lilacs in your hair

the seasons are gone, summer's the worst

the heat is far too much to bear

it was our only, was our first

this humidity's unfair

there's no one to notice what's gone wrong

when i woke up feeling ill

there's no one to stop our autumn song

from falling off the window sill

now i had a feeling (i had a feeling)

that the waves broke us apart

now who knows who's stealing (who knows who's stealing)

the firmness in my arms

and i know the centuries will bloom

with grey matter and despair

wilting away (wilting away)

the lilacs in your hair

still you can steal away

when you find me all alone

when i think or hear your name

i hear my dial tone

now i had a feeling (i had a feeling)

that the waves broke us apart

now who knows who's stealing (who knows who's stealing)

the firmness in my arms

and i know the centuries will bloom

with grey matter and despair

wilting away (wilting away)

the lilacs in your hair