Lyrics Sisters Of The Moon - Craig Wedren, St. Vincent

Sisters Of The Moon

Intense silence
As she walked into the room
Her black robes trailing
Sister of the moon
And a black widow spider makes
More sound than she
And a black moon’s in those eyes of hers
Made more sense to me
Heavy persuasion
Made it hard to breathe
She was dark at the top of the stairs
When she called out to me
And so I followed
As friends often do
I cared not for love nor money
And I think she knew
The people who love her
Could still be the most cruel
She asked, be my sister
Sister of the moon"
Oh, my sister of the moon
Some say illusion was a game
They wanna wrap you in velvet
Oh, does anyone know your name?