Halloween

I'm sailing away to a place I'm afraid of

The dawn isn't here

The sun hasn't rose

I'm drinking my days with the coastal longshoreman

They got money to make

And children back home

And the last that I heard you were down in New Orleans

Working your days at the print

I drink 'till I drown and I smoke 'till I'm burning

Your hands are all over my scent

I worry for you

You worry for me

And it's fine if we know we won't change

Collect every dream

In these old empty pockets

And hope that I'll need them some day

But the wreckage of you I no longer reside in

The bridges have long since been burnt

The ash of the home that I started the fire

It starts to return to the earth

I'm leaving this town and I'm changing my address

I know that you'll come if you want

It's not Halloween but the ghost you dressed up as

Sure knows how to haunt

Yeah you know how to haunt

It's an Ode to the hole that I've found myself stuck in

A song for the grave that I've dug

There's a murder of crows in the low light off Boston

And I see your face in each one

I'm losing myself in the tiniest objects

I'm seeing my life on a screen

I'm hearing your voice in a strange foreign language

If only I learned how to speak

But the wreckage of you I no longer reside in

The bridges have long since been burnt

The ash of the home that I started the fire

It starts to return to the earth

I'm leaving this town and I'm changing my address

I know that you'll come if you want

It's not Halloween but the ghost you dressed up as

Sure knows how to haunt

Yeah you know how to haunt

I know that you fear that I'm wicked and weary

I know that you're fearing the end

But I only tell truth when I'm sure that I'm lying

So I'm setting sail once again