Lyrics Sisters of the Moon - Walter Egan, Annie McLoone

Sisters of the Moon

Intense silence
As she walks in the room
Black moons in those eyes of hers
Sister of the Moon
The black widow spider makes
More sound than she
And the black moons in those eyes of hers
Made more sense to me
Heavy persuasion
It was hard to breathe
She was dark at the top of the stairs
She called to me
And so I followed
As friends often do
I cared not for love nor money
I think she knew
And the people love her
Filling up her room
I asked her to be my sister
Sister of the moon
Sister…
And so we make our choices
When there is no choice
We listen to their voices
Ignoring our own voice
The people who love her
Are always the most cruel
I asked her be my sister
Sister of the moon
Sister…
Sister…
Sister…
I call her sister of the moon
Some say illusions are her game
They want to wrap her in velvet robes of gloom
Does anyone know her name?
Intense silence
As she walks in the room
Her black robes trailing
Sister of the moon
And the black widow spider
Makes more sound than she
And the black moons in those eyes of hers
Made more sense to me
Heavy persuasion
It was hard to breathe
And she was dark at the top of the stairs
And she calls
And she calls
And she calls
To me…
Sister…
Sister…
Sister…