[Verse 1]
The maples have gone orange, the air's got a bite,
Porch pumpkins are glowing on the thirty-first night,
Mittens under costumes 'cause the Canadian chill
Won't stop a single dragon or a cape upon the hill,
October's final evening, the whole block's wide awake,
Every door's a mystery and every step's a stake.
[Chorus]
It's Halloween, it's Halloween, the spooky harvest call,
Costumes, candy, carved-out grins on every neighbor's wall,
It's Halloween, it's Halloween, a night that's old as time,
Dressed as something wild and strange, we're walking out in rhyme.
[Verse 2]
Long before the candy bags, the Celts would mark this day,
Called it Samhain, harvest's end, when summer slipped away,
They believed the veil grew thin between the world we know
And whatever wandered restless in the dark below,
So they carved a turnip hollow, set a flame inside the face,
A little guardian lantern to keep spirits in their place.
[Verse 3]
Now in Canada the tradition wears a brand new coat,
Kids in dragons, ghosts, and robots going door to door to vote
For chocolate bars and licorice, a pillowcase that's full,
"Trick or treat!" rings down the street while jack-o'-lanterns pull
Their crooked smiles through the gloaming, that soft dusky in-between,
When the sky's not day, not nighttime, just the hush of Halloween.
[Chorus]
It's Halloween, it's Halloween, the spooky harvest call,
Costumes, candy, carved-out grins on every neighbor's wall,
It's Halloween, it's Halloween, a night that's old as time,
Dressed as something wild and strange, we're walking out in rhyme.
[Verse 4]
Pumpkins traded turnips once the settlers found them here,
Bigger, orange, easier to carve into something eerie-queer,
Families gather round the table, scoop the seeds and stem,
Triangle eyes, a jagged grin, then light the lamp for them,
Cobwebs stretch across the porch rail, skeletons on the lawn,
Paper bats taped to the window till the candy's nearly gone.
[Bridge]
From a Celtic bonfire glowing on a hillside long ago
To a Canadian cul-de-sac all dusted white with snow,
The costumes change, the treats get sweeter, porch lights still turn on,
Same old thinning of the veil, just centuries moved along.
[Chorus]
It's Halloween, it's Halloween, the spooky harvest call,
Costumes, candy, carved-out grins on every neighbor's wall,
It's Halloween, it's Halloween, a night that's old as time,
Dressed as something wild and strange, we're walking out in rhyme.
[Outro]
So wave your pumpkin lantern, let the gloaming have its say,
October thirty-first again — go on and trick-or-treat away.