Another Halloween

[Katrina]
Another Halloween
Another glass to clean
There goes another year
And I'm still sitting here
Maintaining the routine
Another Halloween

[Brom, spoken]
Any more trick-or-treaters?

[Katrina, spoken]
Not for a while now, I think they've all gone to bed

[Brom, spoken]
Finally. We should, too. Are you coming up?

[Katrina, spoken]
Soon. Brom, do you think we could go into the city next weekend? Maybe see a show...?

[Brom, spoken]
Ooh, next weekend, I don't know. You know I have to rake all the leaves up before it snows, or they'll ruin the lawn...

[Katrina, spoken]
Nevermind. It's just an idea

[Brom, spoken]
Yeah, maybe the weekend after, okay? Well, I-I'll see ya upstairs. I love you

[Katrina]
Another Halloween
Another stilted scene
Sustaining, playing house
A stranger for a spouse
Behind a private screen
Another Halloween

Not moving on
Not looking back
Our life frustratingly flaccid
Last year's mistake
I tried to break
Through the plastic sheen
Another Halloween

[Ichabod & Brom, echoing]
Ichabod, Ichabod, Ichabod
Ichabod, Ichabod, Ichabod...

[Katrina]
Caught somewhere in between
Contentment and despair
A worthless solitaire
A fractured figurine
Another
Halloween

(Instrumental outro)