On a day just like this on the ocean, four years ago now.

The wind was too strong, the waves were too big, three young men were thrown of the bow

And I was at home when they were fighting towards mother earth

And two of them died only twenty years after their birth

In October, oh

And the last of the three was left hopelessly crying for help

The wind was screaming but the silence was stronger as he stood with his feet in the kelp

The sun was still up, but it was night time when I heard who died

I only knew Eric 'cause one time he gave me a ride

In October, oh

Now, I didn't know him well, but I liked him, he was one of those guys

That everyone knew either liked him or not, 'cause there were no sign of lies in his eyes

I was seventeen years old the last time he spoke to me

Now I'm twenty one and I'm older than he'll ever be

In October, oh

My father is his mothers cousin, so that makes us kin

I remember those family dinners, and the old peoples funerals again and again

So strange looking 'round in the crowd when he wouldn't be found

Oh, the look on the face of his brother when they lowered him down

In October, oh

October is the best, turns roads into beautiful trails

The rime on the windows, the leafs on your coat, the frost on the cars and the rails

Still, out on the ocean, those memories are bringing me down

But I've heard there's a symphony playing you to sleep when you drown

October, again and again