The Novemberist

I dream of airplanes crashing

Solemn new beginnings, daily

Everyday I grow old

Born again

Bathed in light that starts to darken when I emerge

I dream of airplanes crashing

Solemn new 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

Save a match for me

Run with me into the flames

Save a match for me

Play the game with me tonight

Today, make it shatter like glass

And November, and November, and November

And November will save me