Don't be sideways now.

Camped out with the mists of wicked memory.

Musical you'll be, if you use ability.

Take note.

So small a star so far away. Yet all its arms disperse our gray. Blackened barns and tarnished glades; the whitest waves they spark our days.

I know it's a little early for Halloween but I was in that mood! I mean: I saw red.

Eyes. All red.

Let's see if you can crack this one. :)