Hallows' Eve - Show Of Hands

Go light the lantern at your door

and honor those who’ve gone before.

The worlds that part us now are twain

for Hallow’s Eve is here again.

The westering sun grows pale and wan.

The day grows dark, the nights draw long.

The autumn leaves are ticked with fire;

fruit hangs ripe upon the brier.

Go light the lantern at your door

and honor those who’ve gone before.

The worlds that part us now are twain

for Hallows' Eve is here again.

Sweep out the hearth and clear the grate

and bid fond welcome at your gate.

Gather the final harvest in

for all the hardship winter brings.

Go light the lantern at your door

and honor those who’ve gone before.

The worlds that part us now are twain

for Hallows' Eve is here again.

Between the bonfires, lightly tread

and bless the year that lies ahead.

The seasons turn to frost and dew

Before the sun its strength renews.

Go light the lantern at your door

and honor those who’ve gone before.

The worlds that part us now are twain

for Hallows' Eve is here again.

Go light the lantern at your door

and honor those who’ve gone before.

The worlds that part us now are twain

for Hallows' Eve is here again.

The worlds that part us now are twain

for Hallows' Eve is here again.