November slipped up on the pavement
Stumbled and fell, never quite made it
And she was lost by December

Now, why are you willing to sacrifice yourself to these daydreams?
A bed of illusions, bed of frustrations
The air is so much thinner up here

So pack your bags, it's time to leave
Turn off that blaring TV screen
It's time to move on, it's time you were gone
Move on

Insidious situations
Conversation and desolation go hand in hand
Everybody's stranger, everybody's friend

Red circles of wine, you're mulling it over
But it takes time, and it's time that you told her
Tell her it's for the best
And return to the start again.

But old habits die harder than you might know
You thought you'd bide time, safe to take it slow
Pretend it's not there, pretend you don't care
Nothing is real

Heart of steel, heart of gold
You were bought but you were sold
Spinning red circles and brilliant blue dreams
Cutting all these losses and finding new beginnings

Red circles of wine, you're mulling it over
But it takes time, and it's time that you told her
Tell her it's for the best
And return to the start again.

Red circles of wine...
But it takes time...
The air is so much clearer up here.


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November song meanings
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