Bobby Nair - (Ran Out Of) November (feat. Jack Garman & Robin Owen) Lyrics

And though it's easy peasy trying to pin the blame
I feel like I struck out of love, not that it mattered anyways
I suppose I was entitled to a couple extra days
We ran out November, just a stone's throw away
And now I feel the crushing, the impending of the lord
And if I were to give up my freedom, it would be of a more sophisticated and compromising accord
So what, you'd say you'd have me lie in front of the whole court
What's funnier, the funeral or the jester on the floor
A boy who bought his time, he never knew he was too late
We ran out November, just a stone's throw away