White Moon

Big white moon

Looking down on the valley

Baby's higher than her ivory tower

Skipping stones barefoot in the creek water

But her fears and her vices

Are killing her young

Big white moon

Making shapes move in the graveyard

I'm sleepwalking for this big smiling diner rat

she doesn't even like me until 3 in the morning

And she cuts her life

Together on film

Town's a blurry switchboard at midnight

Country winds and drives her nowhere

It's black as pitch and blue as sapphire

But that white moon is bright and full

Big white moon, double feature

Making shapes move in the graveyard

Layman's daughter, porcelain figure

She won't die alone, because she won't die at all

When I drive her home

I'm bitten by the beast

Town's a blurry switchboard at midnight

Country winds and drives her nowhere

It's black as pitch and blue as sapphire

But that white moon is bright and full

Think i'll take the long way home