Devil moon
Shows its face too soon at a hopeless time
Fast old road
Shut down in the winter cold at a quiet time
Threw out my back
Tending another crack on the picket line
The sweetest wind blows
Through my darling’s clothes when I’m inside
I can feel the seasons change, like I’m to blame
My industry has stretched to the pieces I’ve been holding
For the devil moon
Has eclipsed all I see, eclipsed all I see
And under its lights it may prove to be the killer of me
Cat got your tongue
When you’re leading a victory song at a quiet time
And it’s a bad race won
And a punctured lung at the starting line
I can feel the seasons change, like I’m to blame
My industry has stretched to the pieces I’ve been holding
For the devil moon
Has eclipsed all I see, eclipsed all I see
The devil moon
Has eclipsed all I see, eclipsed all I see
The devil moon
Has eclipsed all I see, all I see
And under its lights it may prove to be the killer of me
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