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Halloween Song

by Lex Land

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about

This song was written about 10 years ago, right in between finishing up "Orange Days on Lemon Street" and starting the process for "Were My Sweetheart to Go..."

It has always been dear to me, and while it didn't seem to aurally "fit" the other albums, it does thematically align with the idea of the initial LL trilogy: coming of age, falling in and out of love, and growing up.

lyrics

It's funny
how these feelings are almost finally dead
and I can only now articulate what's been goin' through my head
over the last several years that I've been without him
now that those memories have suddenly all grown dim

and even so, here I am still trying to grasp
the image of every sad smile, the sound of every quick gasp,
anything that emanated from his perfect small frame
from the way he felt in my arms to the sound of his name

and I know I can't be transported back
to that single Halloween
where everything I knew had nothing to do
with my most cherished used-up dream
that single day
that altered my way

was he right in that we were wrong?
that we never fit together enough all along?
and despite my present bliss, I'm still wondering about
where I might be now if we'd just seen what could'a all panned out

but isn't that what young love's for?
isn't that why he found me
on my last childhood's Hallow's Eve to prove
the greatness of possibility?
Where at any given point I could leave one reality
and join the wand'ring in a world of endless fantasy?

Maybe I really was too weak and he was just too strong
maybe he never heard the right words
maybe I never wrote the right song, maybe
I was just too past-obsessed and he was too forward-thinking...
his eyes always open
and mine always blinking...

I'll move along, it's just that I know what to miss:
the scent of his shirts, the taste of his kiss.
It's been that same first taste of love
I've had some trouble giving up.

credits

released October 31, 2017
Recorded at home in Austin, TX, engineered/mixed by Eduardo Torres, 2017.

Composed by Lex Land in 2007.

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