[Verse 1]
Cold air bites on Sauchiehall
Breath like ghosts in the sodium glow
Kicking leaves past the old stone wall
You pull your scarf up to your nose
Low clouds caught on the Tenement roofs
Rain hangs there
But it never quite falls
We walk slow through a grey-gold gloom
Hearing winter in the seagulls’ calls
[Chorus]
November in Scotland
Burnt-orange hills and a bruised blue sky
Dreaming in a dark land
Where the wild wind sings and the red stags cry
I feel my heart stand
On the ragged edge of the fading light
November in Scotland
Turns my quiet soul into a fight
[Verse 2]
Midges gone and the tourists too
Just the river and the distant train
Loch lies flat like a sheet of pewter
Holding shadows of the mountain’s veins
Hands go numb on a paper cup
Steam curls up like a second chance
Your laugh cuts through the gathering dusk
Like a hymn from an old ceilidh dance (hey)
[Chorus]
November in Scotland
Burnt-orange hills and a bruised blue sky
Dreaming in a dark land
Where the wild wind sings and the red stags cry
I feel my heart stand
On the ragged edge of the fading light
November in Scotland
Turns my quiet soul into a fight
[Bridge]
Every field
Every flooded road
Feels like a verse that I outgrew
All these storms
All this heavy gold
Only mean a thing ‘cause I’m with you (oh)
If the days keep shrinking down
We’ll burn brighter
We’ll burn loud
[Chorus]
November in Scotland
Burnt-orange hills and a bruised blue sky
Dreaming in a dark land
Where the wild wind sings and the red stags cry
I feel my heart stand
On the ragged edge of the fading light
November in Scotland
You’re the only reason I feel right