The veil is thin and coming through
Are ghosts that may appear to you
And in the sky orange and bright
You'll see the lady of the night
The breeze is icy cold like death
You may even see your breath
Thin clouds hang up in the air
Children running everywhere
Small lights flicker in the town
In pumpkins hallow and round
Orange are the fallen leaves
Tis the night All Hallows Eve
