The Air In The Morning Songtext

The air in the morning
(and the way that Halloween is always approaching)
Will enter the room,
Will find my cheek,
And will wake me up, roaring.
With the rains come Halloween,
And with the night comes the air in the morning.
My costume will be myself with the night on my face,
So I stand in the rain in the dark with the world unfolding.
The air in the morning comes in song.