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Slipping through our hands
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November is a Amsterdam based alternative, progressive rock band.
The Music: “Autumn Music” We call our music “Autumn Music” because we think that this name gives the right feel and mood to the music we play. Our music has the melancholic atmosphere of a month in autumn (guess you figured out why we are called November) with all its different moods and colors. From a soft melancholic morning to a dark and stormy night, from colorful and bright to dense and foggy. Guess it’s always kind of difficult to give a description of any kind of music so we’ll tell you about our influences. As you can read in the “history” section our influences come from very different sources. Our musical preferences vary from classical music, to eastern influenced music, to psychedelic sixties and seventies rock, to doom/wave, to jazz, to pure rock and metal but also to just the genuine pop song, and always with that nicely flavored melancholic sauce.
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#17,809 today Peak #127
#5,674 in subgenre Peak #48
Author
November
Rights
November 2005
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July 05, 2005
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MP3 5.7 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
This song is about the fear of losing your child.
Lyrics
Here in this place we trust the fruit of our love to the sand and the wind We have to return what has been a part of us for such a short time Back to the same old earth that has given birth to all of us as we stand here alone Who can help us now to deal with the silence in this moment of unbearable pain The fruit of our love Left us today Slipping through our hands And blown away We were not prepared to make this sacrifice no one can describe what we going through Oh we have seen the tears in other people's eyes but at this point I cannot cry What are we supposed to do with the rest of our days I cannot understand how others found a way Soon we will arrive in a place that we called home With empty hands and nothing left to live for The fruit of our love Left us today Slipping through our hands And blown away
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