Hollowfall

Autumn leaves are falling

Like whispers from the trees

A silver moon is hanging

Above the sleeping fields

Smoke rises from the chimneys

The village settles down

But every soul remembers

The stories of this town

A stranger came to Sleepy Hollow

With a book beneath his arm

Ichabod Crane, a schoolmaster Who believed in every charm

He wandered through the village

As the autumn colors turned

Listening to the stories Of the legends people learned

They told him of the forest

They told him of the night

And one name made the laughter fade Whenever it was said aloud

WELCOME TO SLEEPY HOLLOW

Where the autumn never ends

Where the trees conceal their secrets And the old tales still remain

WELCOME TO SLEEPY HOLLOW

Where the night remembers all

Every whisper in the darkness

Every shadow on the wall (ahhh)

Beyond the bridge and churchyard There’s a road beneath the trees

Where travelers hurry homeward

Before the darkness sees

They speak of a forgotten soldier Who never found his peace

A rider lost his head one night And never ceased to seek

Ichabod laughs nervously And tells himself it’s lies

But something in the Hollow

Feels different after nightfall

The church bell rings… One… Two… Three…

The village goes silent.

A wind moves through the trees… But there is no one there. (shhh)

WELCOME TO SLEEPY HOLLOW

Where the autumn never ends

Where the past is never buried

And the old fears still remain

WELCOME TO SLEEPY HOLLOW Stay until the morning light… But when the

forest calls your name… Don’t answer in the night.

The leaves keep falling… The moon keeps watching… And somewhere beyond the

trees… something moves.