On that horribly sad Halloween
I waited for you
In that same old-fashioned manner that I used to
And we walked the long, straight streets
The darkest ones that I have ever seen
I collected people like change in my pocket
I'm so different now
You're so different now that I'm gone
I think it's difficult to write songs about something other than romantic love, and still be able to communicate the intensity with which those feelings can hit a person. Some of the entries on this album are fantastic examples of this niche. dani_bloop