November's Seaside Call

Empty streets, the wind it cries. Another summer slowly dies. Gray waves crashing

on the cold dark shore. Can't reach it now anymore. Yeah,

the seabirds only sound as the November rain comes down. Ocean's heart, a heavy beat,

where memories and shadows meet. November's seaside call your haunting sound as the year

is fading and the world unwinds. November's seaside call as the rain falls down on this

forgotten lonely town. But the oceans roaring wild and free, singing out for

you and me. November's seaside call forevermore, echoing on that lonely shore.

Boardwalk silent and the lights are low. Where did all the dreamers go?