r. turner - the moon lyrics
the moon hangs its head
over old, crooked rooftops
a familiar friend;
you sit by the donut shop
as i drive home
from work…
as i drive
home from
work…
o full moon
much more than a sliver!
you’ve improved—
so increasingly clever
i can hardly see
what you’ve done to me
when i get home
you’re still there above me
i gaze into your glow—
your silence is chilling
like there’s nothing left
to know—
it’s unexplainable
o full moon
much more than a sliver!
you’ve improved—
so increasingly clеver
i can hardly see
what you’ve done to mе
you’ve waited for me
since i was but a child
you spoke unto my grief
with the words of the dying
i’m left without a choice—
what’s a singer without a voice?
o full moon
much more than a sliver!
you’ve improved—
so increasingly clever
i can hardly see
what you’ve done to me
the moon hangs its head
over old crooked rooftops
as i quietly tread
to my eternal resting spot
i’ll die without a word—
i will die without a word
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