Track Insight / Lyrics
You flag me down on Elm Street rain
Your costume soaked right through the frame
The meter ticks a hollow tune
Beneath a sickle autumn moon
Jack's rainy grin burns on the porch
A candle gutters, forked and scorched
You pay the fare with candy corn
While witches ride the midnight horn
The wipers slap a steady beat
On windshield ghosts and candy sweet
You talk of kids who knocked too late
And apples wired to sealing fate
Jack's rainy grin burns on the porch
A candle gutters, forked and scorched
You pay the fare with candy corn
While witches ride the midnight horn
Rain drums the roof like skeleton keys
Unlocking doors to memories
Of nights you drove the hearses black
With lilies tied to Cadillac
The pumpkin coughs a smoke ring gray
It marks the boundary of the day
No meter runs on hallowed ground
Just silence where the lost are found
You reach the gate of iron rust
Where tombstones gather ancient dust
The fare is paid in breath and bone
You fade to where the dead have flown
Jack's rainy grin burns on the porch
A candle gutters, forked and scorched
You pay the fare with candy corn
While witches ride the midnight horn
I watch the flame gutters and dies
Reflected in my mirrored eyes
Another fare, another year
The porch light vanishes, crystal clear
Jack's rainy grin burns on the porch
A candle gutters, forked and scorched
You paid the fare with candy corn
Now witches ride the midnight horn
Meter resets at dawn's first gray
Jack winks out — another day
