I could dance a flamenco alone but I don't, I don't.
Down the main street cicadas hiss, bowled over by the orange glow.
As the sun goes down, the perfect light to dig new holes for new bones. And in a hundred years another cracked and crooked headstone, oh no.

Why all this when all I wanted was to find a new love?
Not stroll around streets lined with houses decked for Halloween, for Halloween.

I know you're not the only one for me, but you make that awfully hard to see.
So, I stay in making scrapbooks and going stir-crazy.
Without your love I can't help that the summer house just sits there, and when a storm comes I don't bother moving in the deck chairs.

Why remind me of how things are sure to turn out for me?
When I can feel it with every gust that moves the willow trees.
Why all this when all I wanted was to find a new love?
Not stroll around streets lined with houses decked for Halloween, for Halloween.


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