Another November Lyrics

Stolen Jars Another November

In miles I'm home
Where things I'd prized, stacked pegs and wire that I'd called mine
Who knew I was so blue at age 5
Standing tall among the vines of a small tinted window

Remember the nose of
A donkey I knew when
I was a girl wanting
To warm the noses of donkeys

Remember the wools and the wetnesses
His long jowl under my arm
Remember the cross across his back
Black, thinking oh that's where that comes from

I loved him for coldness of noses
Willingness to be warmed
Loved him for purpose he gave me
Willingness to be loved
Loved him for coldness of noses
Willingness to be warmed

If I am warm, let me warm you
If I am willing, let me do
If I am warm, let me warm you
If I am willing, let me do
And I am warm, I'll warm you
And I am warm, I'll warm you