Lyrics
The air in the morning
(And the way that Halloween is always approaching)
Will enter the room.
It will find my cheek and will wake me up roaring.
With the rains come Halloween
And with the night comes the air in the morning.
My costume will be myself with the night on my face
So I stand in the rain in the dark with the world unfolding.
The air in the morning comes in song.
(And the way that Halloween is always approaching)
Will enter the room.
It will find my cheek and will wake me up roaring.
With the rains come Halloween
And with the night comes the air in the morning.
My costume will be myself with the night on my face
So I stand in the rain in the dark with the world unfolding.
The air in the morning comes in song.