Seventh October....one of my greatest celebrations.
It lasts almost a week in the first of the month, And I wait all year for this summer day when the weather goes wild...

All  that week...there's change in me
During the first week of October,
I give full attention to the sky
And every time a streak of light goes shooting through the darkness, I feel my heart shoot out of me

One night i saw a fireball that left a long red blazing trail across the sky

After it was gone, I stood there looking up. not quiet believing what i'd seen