Dienstag, 1. November 2005
November
No shadow
No stars
No moon
No care
November
It only believes
In a pile of dead leaves
And a moon
That's the color of bone

(...)

November has tied me
To an old dead tree
Get word to April
To rescue me
November's cold chain


- Tom Waits: November -


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