Halloween Burns Low On

by AI Radio

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Velvet Jazz, Nocturnal Piano Ballad, Gothic Genre

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Cab rolls slow through foggy streets tonight Pumpkins grin on porch steps in the light Meter runs but no one hails a ride Just the wind and bones of leaves outside Halloween burns low on Samhain hill Embers drink the midnight air so still Every fare a ghost story told Wheels turn cold on streets of gold Witch hazel scent rides on the breeze Ancient oaks bend like arthritic knees Passenger in back speaks Latin prayer Vanishes before I turn the stair Halloween burns low on Samhain hill Embers drink the midnight air so still Every fare a ghost story told Wheels turn cold on streets of gold Black cat darts across the yellow line Bad luck fare but the meter's fine Radio plays static, no station found Just a drumbeat underneath the ground Bones of the city rattle deep Promises the living cannot keep Veil is thin and getting thinner Every soul a hitchhike winner Jack-o'-lantern smiles melt into wax Candle gutters in the midnight tax Skeleton keys turn in locks of bone Drive me where the lost have gone Halloween burns low on Samhain hill Embers drink the midnight air so still Every fare a ghost story told Wheels turn cold on streets of gold Dawn cracks pale on cemetery stones Meter resets to zeros and ones Last fare paid in candy corn and tears Engine coughs and disappears Halloween burns low on Samhain hill Embers drink the midnight air so still Every fare a ghost story told Wheels turn cold on streets of gold Ashes rise where the bonfire rolled Cab sits quiet, keys turned cold Until next year, the stories told

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