Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sickle Moon Blues, artist - Cloakroom. Album song Time Well, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 17.08.2017
Record label: Relapse
Song language: English
Sickle Moon Blues |
She’s invoking the sign of the sickle moon |
Cut my mammal brain in two |
I admire the power at her command |
All snakes under the shovel head |
An age of grey matter over mind |
Now she’s clothed in the sun |
With the moon at her feet |
She hates the world that’s failed to see |
Making time we abandon our reserve |
Pretend she is an orb weaver |
Relics found in the dust of the aftermath |
Some kinds of things you cut in half |
Relics found in the dust of the aftermath |
Some kinds of pills you cut in half |
See you in the storm shelter counting down |
Cover my eyes with you, black out |
See you in the storm shelter counting down |
Cover my eyes with you, black out |
Either tied to the tracks |
Or burned at the stake |
Our coins could not derail the train |
When it feels like we’ve walked |
Through a thousand doors |
Been peeling ourselves off the floor |