Lyrics Lies About the Sky - Shudder To Think

Lies About the Sky

The moon bakes all my dough
Who buys it, I don’t know
The bread they make there
Tastes like thin air
Heaven is above the sun
Much too high, I can see
Several stars form a gun
Hope it’s not loaded
The moon bakes all my dough
Who buys it, I don’t know
The bread they make there
Tastes like thin air
Heaven is above the sun
Much too high, I can see
Several stars form a gun
Hope it’s not loaded
Heaven is above the sun
Much too high, I can see
Several stars form a gun
Hope it’s not loaded
Heaven is above the sun
Much too high, I can see
Several stars form a gun
Hope it’s not loaded
And when our eyes met
We spoke to death