Every October, on her birthday, she visits the next friend she'll keep forever, 3 o'clock, in the morning, she'll greet you.





A little girl dressed all in black
Got called a little shadow,
The kids around thought she'd attack
when they turned the lights hollow
She'd walk away, her face unphased
Her little soul would laugh
She let them know that she would go,
she'll make them all friends fast
Far far away, less noise out there
her home was set to be
She went back there, to tell one friend
as pale as the snow gleams,

Let's make them friends, so we can dance
recharge the father's glee
Give him their soul, give us a friend, every single Halloween