Tonight, All Hallows Night, I feel the underspin
Feel the northern latitudes, the dark begin
The month of blood, the end of light
Everybody deserves a last reprieve
This is my ghost, this is my night
I stand at the door of winter's eve
I stand at the door of winter's eve

Born October 31, a firebrand
Loud and in your face just like the Basie band
In later years he gathered in
All his shadows in a house of tin
So full of rage, still so aggrieved
Stuck at the door of winter's eve
He was stuck at the door of winter's eve

There's still so much I want to do
And the winter is a gateway through
There's still so much I want to do

The houses glow against the dark
There are lanterns in the local park
They light the way out to the street
Everybody's got two feet
I'll make a plan before I leave
Here at the door of winter's eve

There's still so much I want to do
And the winter is a gateway through
There's still so much I want to do