Blue Moon

(альбом: Creeker II - 2019)

Blue moon, how I wish you could talk
I spent many nights rambling in your ear
Even though you're a glowing rock
I find peace listening to the critters move in the woods
If every human was a moon, maybe I'd be understood

Oh blue moon, I wanna pour a tall glass of you
To cleanse my soul of the trouble I've been
And the damage I'm gonna do
Oh blue moon, I wanna be just like you
So I can be lonely in the silence of space
And observe this world of doom
Oh blue moon

Red sun, you try to drain me of my vibe
I sweat my soul in Mother Nature's skin
Every second I step outside
And I gasp for air when the rays beam down
I look to you but you blind me
But when you go down the heat's not found
And I know my old friend's behind me

Oh blue moon, I wanna pour a tall glass of you
To cleanse my soul of the trouble I've been
And the damage I'm gonna do
Oh blue moon, I wanna be just like you
So I can be lonely in the silence of space
And observe this world of doom
Oh blue moon, oh blue moon, oh blue moon
Oh blue moon, oh blue moon

I gotta lunar love, an obsession of the stars
Its comets rain down on my one horse town
I'll be sitting on the hood of my car

Oh blue moon, I wanna pour a tall glass of you
Cleanse my soul of the trouble I've been
And the damage I'm gonna do
Oh blue moon, I wanna be just like you
So I can be lonely in the silence of space
And observe this world of doom
Oh blue moon, oh blue moon, oh blue moon
Oh blue moon, oh blue moon
Oh blue moon, oh blue moon