Track Insight / Lyrics
Rain taps the gutter like a meter click
Midnight shift starts on the ridge tonight
I hold the day's heat in my cold ribs
Black paws walk soft where the chimney sits
No fare to collect, just a ghostly trip
October wind pays what the sky admits
Slate cat prowling on a Halloween night
Wet tiles gleam silver in the pale moonlight
Nine lives counting on the church bell chime
Old roof keeps secrets till the dawn time
Gutter runs deep with a copper glow
Reflects the pumpkin on the porch below
Costumes rustle where the trick-or-treaters go
I've seen three decades of this same show
Slate cat prowling on a Halloween night
Wet tiles gleam silver in the pale moonlight
Nine lives counting on the church bell chime
Old roof keeps secrets till the dawn time
Witch hat silhouettes on the TV wire
Bats cut the air like a retired tire
Smell of sulfur, smoke, and bonfire
My moss grows thick where the sparks retire
Slate cat prowling on a Halloween night
Wet tiles gleam silver in the pale moonlight
Nine lives counting on the church bell chime
Old roof keeps secrets till the dawn time
Skeleton hands rattle on the gate latch
Wind reads the obits like a dispatch batch
Cat arches high, fur a lightning match
I feel the vibration, no need to catch
Clock strikes twelve on the tower square
Fog rolls in like a wet wool coat
No passenger here, just heavy air
The night pays double, nobody's there
Dawn creeps pale on the eastern edge
Cat slips down from the window ledge
Meter drops slow, final pledge
Wet slate remembers the night's sharp edge
Slate cat prowling on a Halloween night
Wet tiles gleam silver in the pale moonlight
Nine lives counting on the church bell chime
Old roof keeps secrets till the dawn time
Slate cat prowling on a Halloween night
Wet tiles gleam silver in the pale moonlight
Rain stops tapping, meter goes quiet
Slate cat gone, just the morning light
