
Date of issue: 24.12.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Red Moon |
Red, red moon. |
Keep on rising |
The sunset soon indeed will bleed in my horizon |
The crescent rests, tethered to the west |
Waxing to the rhythm writhing in my chest |
That crack between the watercolor sky and sea is the |
Corner where you’re born in the mist |
I might deride the tide, 'cause I’m pulled as it pools about my feet |
Towards your stolen light, while you’re holding my slight gravity |
Well, I walk the equator, chasing the light; |
little do I know it orbits close |
behind |
I might remember or might assume, but I only turn around every once |
In a red, red moon. |
I only turn around every once in a red, red, moon |
Red, red moon. |
When will your shadows break? |
Tell the truth; |
what’re you hiding behind that face? |
If matter’s in then I might space out |
Why can’t I take in what you’ve been dishing out? |
Why do I reject while you endlessly reflect? |
You’re projecting your perfection astounds |
Nighttime, please hide my eyes, so the man up there won’t watch me stare |
Teach me to make moonshine, and we’ll get drunk on the spirits of the air |
Well, I walk the equator, chasing the light; |
little do I know it orbits close |
behind |
I might remember or might assume, but I only turn around every once |
In a red, red moon. |
I only turn around every once in a red, red, moon |
The constellations form infinite paisleys in the sky |
The condensation tumbles down and erases all my sight |
And is it in the nightmare map of the cosmos up high? |
Or is it in the signs? |
Or stranger still, just in my eyes? |
Well, I walk the equator, chasing the light; |
little do I know it orbits close |
behind |
I might remember or might assume, but I only turn around every once |
In a red, red moon. |
I only turn around every once in a red, red, moon |