Spring Moon

Red river with the purple trees
Slow flow, stoned by stolen breeze
We could get high with only what we need
Red water, purple leaves

There's a spring moon
And no room on the shore
The green sea has subsided
And there isn't any floor

Dead water dying sand
Burnt trees and burning land
The river sweats oil tar
The moon rises from afar
Weialala leia wallala leialala
Weialala leia wallala leialala

So keep your head down low
They're building in the skies
We don't where to go or
Who gets to survive

There's a spring moon
And no room on the shore
The green sea has subsided
And there isn't any floor

Dead water dying sand
Burnt trees and burning land
The river sweats oil tar
The moon rises from afar
Dead water dying sand
Burnt trees and burning land
The river sweats oil tar
The moon rises from afar

Red river with the purple trees
There's a new current pulling me upstream
When that spring tide comes around the bend
We'll float til we sink and that'll be the end

There's a spring moon
And no room on the shore
The green sea has subsided
And there isn't any floor

Dead water dying sand
Burnt trees and burning land
The river sweats oil tar
The moon rises from afar
Dead water dying sand
Burnt trees and burning land
The river sweats oil tar
The moon rises from afar
Weialala leia wallala leialala
Weialala leia wallala leialala