November-John Abercrombie/Marc Johnson/Peter Erskine/John Surman

So I'm waiting for this test to end So these lighter days can soon begin I'll be alone by maybe more carefree Like a kite that floats so effortlessly I was afraid to be alone Now I'm scared that's how I like to be All the faces none the same How can there be so many personalities So many lifeless empty hands So many hearts in great demand And now my sorrow seems to far away Until I'm taken by these bolts of pain But I turn them off and tuck them away till these rainy days that make them stay And then I'll cry so hard to these sad songs And the words still ring, once here now gone And they echo through my head everyday And I don't think they'll ever go away Just like tihnking of your childhood home But we cant go back were on our own Oh, But I'm about to give this one more shot And find it in myself Ill find it in myself So were speeding towards that time of year To the day that marks your not here And I think I'll want to be alone So please understand that I don't answer the phone I'll just sit and stare at my deep blue walls Untill I can see nothing at all Only particles some fast some slow All I can see is all I know Ohh.. But I'm about to give this one more shot And find it in myself I'll find it in myself