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Red, red moon. Keep on rising |
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The sunset soon indeed will bleed in my horizon |
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The crescent rests, tethered to the west |
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Waxing to the rhythm writhing in my chest |
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That crack between the watercolor sky and sea is the |
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Corner where you’re born in the mist |
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I might deride the tide, ‘cause I’m pulled as it pools around my feet |
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Towards your stolen light, while you’re held in your slight gravity |
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Well I walk the equator, chasing the light; little do I know it orbits close behind |
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I might remember or might assume, but I only turn around every once |
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In a red, red moon. I said I only turn around every once in a red, red, moon |
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Red, red moon. When will your shadows break? |
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Tell the truth; what’re you hiding behind that face? |
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If matter's in then I might space out |
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Why can’t I take in what you’ve been dishing out? |
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Why do I reject while you endlessly reflect? |
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You’re projecting your perfection astounds |
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Nighttime, please hide my eyes, so the man up there won’t watch me stare |
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Teach me to make moonshine, and we’ll get drunk on the spirits of the air |
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Well I walk the equator, chasing the light; little do I know it orbits close behind |
| [02:33.446] |
I might remember or might assume, but I only turn around every once |
| [02:38.728] |
In a red, red moon. I said I only turn around every once in a red, red, moon |
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The constellations form infinite paisleys in the sky |
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The condensation tumbles down and erases all my sight |
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And is it in the nightmare map of the cosmos up high? |
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Or is it in the signs? Or stranger still, just in my eyes? |
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Well I walk the equator, chasing the light; little do I know it orbits close behind |
| [03:24.900] |
I might remember or might assume, but I only turn around every once |
| [03:30.403] |
I said I walk the equator, chasing the light; little do I know it orbits close behind |
| [03:38.018] |
I might remember or might assume, but I only turn around every once |
| [03:43.622] |
In a red, red moon. I said I only turn around every once in a red, red, moon |
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I said I only turn around every once in a red, red, moon |
