Lonesome Wyatt And The Holy Spooks
a time that never was
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Hear the brittle autumn leaves
Cracking beneath your ragged boots
See that tired orange moon
Rising between the crooked branches of a dying albino tree
Have a seat and return to a simpler time
A time that never was
And will never be again
Follow me into the spooky mists of the strange and faded memories of Halloween