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