Hot Oct. - Flying Lotus

Oh yes, I know, I know

All the things we think we know but can’t explain

Can’t think of anything to turn away

No way, today

And when it all burns in the wake of October

It’s the month when everything can be over, and all turns to dust

When the night comes, think October

And now, the dreams will carry you beyond the flame

We embrace the beauty of the infinite

But the fire, the fire never dies

The fire never dies, the fire never dies