[m/l van
I: Arrivals]
October's a rare for boys When is simple, pure and sweet And the foolish youth can The wolf outside the
Come hear a of Halloween And one not long past Jim and Will Halloway Would be quite so young anymore
Fury, the seller of rods, foretells the coming storm The light's on in the library, beneath the sky Charles Halloway sits deep inside, by his books A serious, lonely and sad old man whose has passed him by
And Jim and Will To ride the Could set their souls send them straight to Hell
[Part II:
Far away, but too close for comfort Carnival's calliope is Halloway sits in the library dark thoughts Son at he doesn't really know years seems so very old Throws the ad in the fire grow higher
Long midnight, children awake Journeys await them, to take Run the streets to the carnival grounds to ride the merry-go-round
Three AM is for the soul Never is a man so to death The house of temptation is at are damned
What's the purpose of a life of What you don't know can hurt you Every step he made he of regret
Ride's out of order, no around Hardly a whisper, hardly a Thinking that they're alone, but not Gloved hands encircle, now they are
[Part III: The
Late that night the boys Watched the carousel 'round old man into young Bringing darkness to
turns and turns Years can scorch and can burn accomplice, age reversed Now a boy accursed
Jim and Will in To this whirling of sin spins the carousel Cooger ages, dies and to hell
Mister knows at once That the have seen too much As call for the police He and the witch For plan to be unleashed
return with the law Try to tell what they saw The witch her voice and the old, dead man Seems to come to again
The ruse has worked, no one the Tales of the boys have seen The witch locks they fear her most; She wishes them a "short sad for both!"
[Part IV:
Late that night the witch takes to the sky above the Searching for the boys who know the secret of the A black parade of freaks, and led by Mister Dark, Scours street for the boys to drag them down to hell
The have seen too much And now death will be their silence The have caskets fashioned for the little boys who hid And Mister Dark halts the procession, the librarian, He asks him who the boys are; fills with rage as the old man
[Part V: The People]
Late that night the town's old library Circled by arcane and evil them for any hint of knowledge. Charles, Jim and
A father's son who doesn't his dad he wishes that he had As he that this old lonely man Could be the only hope they have
The Carnival has been here many Its is found between the lines Comes by forty years or so Since more two hundred years ago
They feast upon the and fears of men Promise you just you want and then When they're through they'll your very soul Entomb you in their
And as the church bell They hear the door The boys for their lives As Dark arrives
[Part VI:
Tearing at his To take a second To the wrongs To again
No No living as a Man to old to his son
He turns the offer Not willing to his soul For what he wants the
Dark Crushes hand And tells the witch to the man A taste of precious
(old man) Hear breathing (old man) Feel your (old man) See you're (old man) Stop your
[Part Confrontations]
(Halloway) ten closer to death (Somehow) finding the to laugh (Laughter) searing in the witch's (Laughter) her wicked soul (Standing), he's beaten her back (Smiling), knowing the is now (Striding) into the street (Knowing) that he can them somehow (Mister Dark) leads the boys into the (Will to be) made into a toy for (Nightshade) to be his for life (After the) carnival's over (Carnival): one last to see (Shoot the witch): gypsy who die (Mister Dark) gazes out over the for a (Volunteer): to give it a try
(Halloway) calls out from in the crowd (Mister Dark) cannot his eyes (Halloway) his hand picks up the gun (To it) he calls for the help of his son
VIII: Departures]
Far away, in the mirror maze The whole calls his name And awakes the spell The dust witch placed upon his
father and son as one As Mister Dark them the bullet and Charles carves into a crescent
Mister Dark at the bullet He yet under stand The meaning of Charles has done So he the game proceed
But the moon he carved isn't a at all It's his smile the bullet And this totem it's way To the heart
The gun and the Witch knows and now is dead!
Chaos spreads, and Charles and Run to the to rescue Jim walks in Confronted by reflections of a million men Staring back and making him A lifetime of regrets A man who knew his son A man deeds were never done
rises from The hall of mirrors He picks up his son and with him the carnival grounds
Nightshade upon the carousel Charles and Will him down Another boy saying Mister Dark's And the four of us must chase
Halloway looks at the strange boy He sees him for he is Mister Dark younger again by the of the carousel
Charles the boy up Holds him close and feels his And with determination his heart fill with love for his and his son And returns the hate with this love and it courses Dark's young And he and dies
As the carnival tents The of them spring laughing to town Two boys and one man No longer so old as he thought
Far away but much too close for Far but much too close for comfort