From the recording Well Spun Lies
Lyrics
NOVEMBER SKY
Alwyn Sweetman was dependable and good
Did his duty like a constable should
When the fire rained down from the November sky
Many people in his hometown died
Now Alwyn did the best that he could
Digging in the rubble where the pub once stood
There was times that night he was on his knees
Praying lord spare me, won’t you spare me lord please
And time takes it away
A little bit further everyday
But time could never disguise
The pain that rained from the November sky
Eric Holt just nine years old
Lying in a shelter his eyes to behold
Tracer arcing into the night sky
Landmine falling took his daddy’s life
And time takes it away
A little bit further everyday
But time could never disguise
The pain that rained from the November sky
In a farmhouse on the edge of town
Firestorm raging all around
Little Valerie cried why god why
As St Michael’s lit the Coventry sky
And time takes it away
A little bit further everyday
But time could never disguise
The pain that rained from the November sky
Well from the ashes of that old town
There rose a spirit of world renown
And that spirit it’ll never die
Still we remember that November sky
Yes we still remember that November sky