Lyrics: James Webb/Rebekah Watson/William Carabine-Glean
Music: James Webb
It's been a minute. Now November's arrived.
The sunshine subsides. And glum times are rife.
My friend’s lost saying ‘look I'm alright’
We push cries aside but cut ties inside
Detached from ourselves. We hook smiles on strife.
Daily loop. This Mum life of mine.
It took time to write. Disrupt 9-5.
As love climbs my spine, my son's eyes hit mine.
That tingle when you’re much lighter, like
Theres hope in the world and trust rises, why
Are some days hard? Need to touch kindness, I
Forget sometimes – plus life subsides.
Overthink under covers. Up at night
I still reminisce. It's fun to rewind.
But I wouldn't change a thing. ‘Look, I'm alright.’
Wordplay in my workday. Clutch to the rhyme.
I’m thankful yet a little destroyed
I’m grateful with an absence of joy
Is this acceptance – this cold November?
Cause I accept it this cold November.
Striving for acceptance in our own reflections
As we become the masters of our own deception,
Could chip away for years and never know perfection,
To find a final boss was built around your own projection,
But you was only building walls up for your own protection,
Bricking up the windows cause someone said it's safer,
Take the lid up off my pen and then I bless the paper,
Plug the Mic until the chain becomes a respirator.
Cold Novembers come with cold remembrance,
But I'm trying to heal the pain and shake the co-dependence.
Many writers trapped living out a lonely sentence,
A lot of bodies are a temple full of lonely tenants.
Cold November's come with Bright Horizons,
Through the dark times - gotta praise the Sun every time is shining,
Because even when the light is blinding…
I greet you with acceptance - any light that shines in.