Halloween Lyrics - Rent

How did we get here, How the hell? 

Pan left, close on the steeple of the church 

How did I get here, how the hell? 

Christmas! Christmas Eve, last year 

How could a night so frozen 

Be so scalding hot? 

How can a morning this mild 

Be so raw? 

Why are entire years strewn 

On the cutting room floor of memory? 

When single frames from one magic night 

Forever flicker in close-up on the 3-D Imax of my mind 

That's poetic, that's pathetic 

Why did Mimi knock on Roger's door 

And Collins choose that phone booth 

Back where Angel set up his drums? 

Why did Maureen's equipment break down?