Please don’t say I let you down
Well I’ve been up for thirty hours now
And I just saw a shooting star
Falling through an empty sky

Tonight my memory’s like a halo
Hovering above my head
Though my thoughts are filled with evil
A silver cross hangs from my neck

They never held my hand
I don’t need them to hold it now
They never called my name
It’s voice was quiet anyhow

Bless me with your quiet singing
And whisper music in my ears
The best and worst thing about your memory
Doesn’t fade with the passing years

And I remember something like love
Passing, strolling, riding and rolling through my veins
I know this talented young poet
He said it all when he sang November:
“The season blue remains”
The season blue remains

They never held my hand
I don’t need them to hold it now
They never called my name
It’s voice was quiet anyhow


Lyrics submitted by elloread

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