November – Graham Coxon

Airs loose like musk from old coats, roads rainbows with oil
Sky breaks, we are washed by the weather, November, wind blown together

A winter so vain, envelope soak through
Sky breaks, we are washed by the weather

Airs loose like musk from old coats, roads rainbow with oil
Sky breaks we are washed by the weather, November, blown together

Airs loose like musk from old coats, roads rainbows with oil
Sky breaks, we are washed by the weather, November, wind blown together