Brazil

The Novemberist
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 From Letras Mania