Ghost Of A Lost Novemberday Like a breath coming to your sleep She calms your mind and fears you deep Haze around her windy dress – a cold sight that’s what you’ll see Never knew these flowing restfulness – in the grey forest of the wordless tree She’s the Ghost of a lost Novemberday She drowns in tears – that’s all I just can say She lives between fake and reality A hauntin’ Dream - that’s what it seems to me She soars along the darkest Wood On pale, fume around the glade, she stood White face reveal fallacious eyes – crushed words that I can’t keep An honest silence – no surprise – tied thoughts in frozen souls just creep. She’s the Ghost of a lost Novemberday She drowns in tears – that’s all I just can say She lives between fake and reality A hauntin’ Dream - that’s what it seems to me She’s rising with the still small stream My forgotten heart wants to end this dream Once more she stopped as if she stare – on time that’s flowing by And when I die she will not care – only a breeze would climb the sky She’s the Ghost of a lost Novemberday She drowns in tears – that’s all I just can say She lives between fake and reality A hauntin’ Dream that’s what it seems to me ://