Red Moon

Red, red Moon. Keep on rising

The sunset soon indeed will bleed in my horizon

The crescent rests, tethered to the west

Waxing to the rhythm writhing in my chest

That crack between the watercolor sky and sea is the

Corner where you’re born in the mist

I might deride the tide, ‘cause I'm pulled as it pools about my feet

Towards your stolen light, while you’re holding my slight gravity

Well I walk the equator, chasing the light

Little do I know it orbits close behind

I might remember or might assume

But I only turn around every once

In a red, red Moon

I only turn around every once in a red, red, Moon

Red, red Moon. When will your shadows break?

Tell the truth; what’re you hiding behind that face?

If matter's in then I might space out

Why can’t I take in what you’ve been dishing out?

Why do I reject while you endlessly reflect?

You’re projecting your perfection astounds

Nighttime, please hide my eyes

So the man up there won’t watch me stare

Teach me to make moonshine

And we’ll get drunk on the spirits of the air

Well I walk the equator, chasing the light

Little do I know it orbits close behind

I might remember or might assume

But I only turn around every once

In a red, red Moon

I only turn around every once in a red, red, Moon

The constellations form infinite paisleys in the sky

The condensation tumbles down and erases all my sight

And is it in the nightmare map of the cosmos up high?

Or is it in the signs? Or stranger still, just in my eyes?

Well I walk the equator, chasing the light

Little do I know it orbits close behind

I might remember or might assume

But I only turn around every once

In a red, red Moon

I only turn around every once in a red, red, Moon