The Novemberist

SEPTEMBER WIND TAKES MY HURTS AWAY
OCTOBER RAIN WASHES MY SINS AWAY
I CAN FEEL TEARS STREAMING DOWN MY FACE
I'LL NEVER FEAR FALLING DOWN
HEY DEADMAN

千年眠りつづけて目覚めたような
目が眩む朝の陽に包まれるだろう
輝いては濁って流れる水には
通り過ぎていく時間が映し出された

I'LL SEE THE BIRD STILL FLYING
FLYING THROUGH THE COLD RAIN
I'LL HEAR THE STARDUST CRASH
CRASHING FROM THE GREAT HIGH
IN NOVEMBER
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