The days are getting cold –
Ther’ll be coats this Halloween.
All the children are disappointed,
all their sequins will go unseen.
And the pirates and the goblins
will steal you far away from me,
leave me nothing but hollow faces,
all used up of their flame.
(chorus)
There’s a whisper in my blood
of something darker in the road,
but if I can just make it ‘cross the bridge
before the horseman runs me down,
runs me down.
The leaves are not the only ones
who are losing all their green,
shedding red glitter from my shoes
no place is home this Halloween.
And I cannot reattach all that has fallen away.
That road doesn’t lead me back
and there’s nowhere I can stay to rest …
To stop this pounding in my chest.
(chorus)
No place is home. No place is home. No place is home.
Please invite me to come inside –
I can stay young one more night.
Underneath this half-moon safety,
we’ve got the rest of our lives.
(chorus)
