This November

a musical musings of my mood.
sounds sort of like a 1950's love song.
capo on 5, c-am/c-am-dm-g
rinse, stir, and repeat.



Last summer, your blue sheets were endless
and time then was timeless
As we laid in love all day

And then last spring
in those pictures from your old school
Where we spun in the sand
On the shoulders of the city

And still last winter,
When Christmas crashed in corners
Or Millstone and Baltimore
You were there the whole damn day

But alone here in my room
I just sit and check my phone
Knowing no one would be home
Because of last fall

We fell out of bed together
and I lost me altogether
And I think that you did too

And, I know that picture of me
I gave to you last summer
Hangs there no longer
Above those wide blue sheets

Because the room would just get colder
If you saw over her shoulder

And I know three months have been a blur
But try to remember how things were
And how they still can be

And when you go out to the local marquee
To see who is saying how sweet love can be
Remember the good times and say that you know

That she can never be me.