To the Moon (Live)
What could make me tangle your heartache
Up within my stormy brain
Lend me a reason to leave here
I couldn't find a reason to stay
Everything is shifting on purpose
Tangles up and drifts away
Attention sometimes makes me nervous
It kind of really matters how it takes
What do you do when the night becomes the morning
You're still out there telling stories to the moon
It ain't what you think
And it isn't what you do
No no
I'm all over the place
Because of you
Let me play a tune on your heartstrings
Slowly bend them to sing
We could ignore all the truth brings
And be moving on to finer things
Everytime were sinking our heartbeats
Or riding out a sigh of relief
Falling asleep at the wheel isn't real
If it only really happens in my dreams
What do you do when the night becomes the morning?
Your'e still out there telling stories to the moon
It ain't what you think
Hell it isn't what you do
No no
I'm all over the place
Because of you
Tell me when you're love seems removed from
All your expectations and dreams
Lend that old oar to whomever will row best
Hope they don't drift you off to sea
We descend from burning parachutes
Pretending like we've taken flight
Once that we have all jumped this boat
Well know that it was right
What do you do when the night becomes the morning?
Your'e still out there telling stories to the moon
It ain't what you think
Hell it isn't what you do
No no
I'm all over the place
Because of you
Up within my stormy brain
Lend me a reason to leave here
I couldn't find a reason to stay
Everything is shifting on purpose
Tangles up and drifts away
Attention sometimes makes me nervous
It kind of really matters how it takes
What do you do when the night becomes the morning
You're still out there telling stories to the moon
It ain't what you think
And it isn't what you do
No no
I'm all over the place
Because of you
Let me play a tune on your heartstrings
Slowly bend them to sing
We could ignore all the truth brings
And be moving on to finer things
Everytime were sinking our heartbeats
Or riding out a sigh of relief
Falling asleep at the wheel isn't real
If it only really happens in my dreams
What do you do when the night becomes the morning?
Your'e still out there telling stories to the moon
It ain't what you think
Hell it isn't what you do
No no
I'm all over the place
Because of you
Tell me when you're love seems removed from
All your expectations and dreams
Lend that old oar to whomever will row best
Hope they don't drift you off to sea
We descend from burning parachutes
Pretending like we've taken flight
Once that we have all jumped this boat
Well know that it was right
What do you do when the night becomes the morning?
Your'e still out there telling stories to the moon
It ain't what you think
Hell it isn't what you do
No no
I'm all over the place
Because of you
Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Alft-lafond
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