Moon from Exact Change by Octaves
Tracklist
| 2. | Moon | 5:27 |
Lyrics
Once I'd picked apart the rainbow
To find a colored way to say this
I determined that the firm and honest way would be the safest
So the burden that the bourbon brings
Would lift and leave me weightless
Ill just say it...
Friend, you make me feel like shit on far to regular a basis
Of all the denominators we have in common
We've failed to find the greatest
Then you factor in the fact that if i were your god
You'd have to check the box for faithless
Okay! Maybe i can share in the blame a bit
Admit i can be a little lame, i guess?
But when you shoot the look at me
Inverted in your vanity
That backward limp away seems painless
I fill my own half-empty cup
Drink up what I can
'Cause when I spill that shit, sure enough
I'm the bad guy with my hands up
This raises a question
In this pilfering profession
How many time can a bandit
Return to the scene of a crime
Before he finds he just can't take it anymore
Polish fades on fingers
That point out made up mistakes
You just want someone to fill your week with days
Oh princess time, i think you'd be amazed
What a difference a few hours make
In the pit
My stomach
Your pendulum sways and it stays
In pace
Exact
Foot tap
Come back
Keep track of each tragic minute i'm away
(I just don't see the logic in that)
If my mouth says
What's inside my head
They're both instantly sent
To find another place to lay
I can't contemplate
The kind of prince for which you wait
On paper I'm great
Nevermind headlines: Not Up to Date!
Kamikaze comets chasing tail
That's how craters are made!
The most lunar ideas shining through
As the light starts to fade
Off somewhere in DEEP OUTER SPACE
With the wavering thought
This just might be some waining phase
Under blue moon we go forth and back
Tit for tat
I just don't see the logic in that
Tit for tat?
You'd be covered in flowers and cats
Tit for tat
