Sky Keeps Turning

Verse 1

First light shivers on golden grass

Quiet footsteps through dew that won’t last

Empty branches tracing shapes above

Under grey-blue silence, I walk alone

Mist rolls gentle, a silver parade

History settled in puddles and clay

Hands in my pockets, turning a key

Chasing horizons that drift out of reach

Pre-Chorus

Clouds wrap the morning, cool and slow

Following shadows as old rivers flow

Chorus

November

sky keeps turning

Feels like the world is caught in yearning

Cold on my breath, under pale, slow light

Looking for something just out of sight

oh, oh, oh

La, la, la, la

Verse 2

Wind on the river, frost at my feet

Footsteps wandering along these empty streets

Old leaves circle, time slips away

Holding small hopes for a simpler day

Pre-Chorus

And everything changes, but quietly so

I follow the edges where wild grasses grow

Chorus

November morning, the sky keeps

Feels like the world is caught in yearning

Cold on my breath, under pale, slow light

Looking for something just out of sight

oh, oh, oh

La, la, la, la

Bridge

Maybe the answers live deep in the field

Buried beneath what I wish I could shield

Turning over memories soft and worn

Finding a promise in the hush before dawn

Chorus

November sky keeps turning slow

All that I carry, I let it go

Breath in the quiet, the pale, slow light

Still looking for something just out of sight

oh, oh, oh

La,