moonbathing
The raging tide surged up
Not quite as tempestuous
As the false hope that was crushing us
Youth and recklessness
Left this wander treacherous
When the gust of fun blew up the dust
All the trenches dug deep to find gold that'd shine
Ended up as graves of broken bones of mine
Wondering if the glimmers in my darkest night
Would catch your eyes and change your mind, so
Stop the train and drop your things in the woods
Run back to where all hell broke loose
Let love be our muse, come meet me on the roof
I'll spend the night moonbathing with you
Wondrous and divine
Was the land we left behind
Now it's covered in the creeping vines
Then you went, "Was all this worth a ride?"
'Cause the murk seemed way more terrifyin'
When I had my share of trying times
Back when trauma got me screaming out my lungs
Like a cannon made to shoot the albatross
Having traveled few more trips around the sun
Now I see the damage I've done, hey, yeah
Stop the train and drop your things in the woods
Run back to where all hell broke loose
Let love be our muse, come meet me on the roof
I'll spend the night moonbathing with you
'Cause I never missed a second
Of the sharpest slender crescent
Slowly getting much more gibbous
Hanging in the air
Shriveled up and scarred with craters
It will come back at its brightest
May we sit through all the phases
'Til it's full again, yes
So if you think we still stand a chance
Check what I snuck into your bag
There's my T-shirt and beret
With a letter saying
Je t'aime toujours!
(I guess?)
Yeah
Stop the train and drop your things in the woods
Run back to where all hell broke loose (yeah)
Let love be our muse, come meet me on the roof
I'll spend the night moonbathing with you
(Stop the train, stop the train, stop the train)
(Drop your things, drop your things, drop your things)
I'll spend the night moonbathing with you
(Stop the train, stop the train, stop the train)
(Drop your things, drop your things, drop your things)
I'll spend the night moonbathing with you
Not quite as tempestuous
As the false hope that was crushing us
Youth and recklessness
Left this wander treacherous
When the gust of fun blew up the dust
All the trenches dug deep to find gold that'd shine
Ended up as graves of broken bones of mine
Wondering if the glimmers in my darkest night
Would catch your eyes and change your mind, so
Stop the train and drop your things in the woods
Run back to where all hell broke loose
Let love be our muse, come meet me on the roof
I'll spend the night moonbathing with you
Wondrous and divine
Was the land we left behind
Now it's covered in the creeping vines
Then you went, "Was all this worth a ride?"
'Cause the murk seemed way more terrifyin'
When I had my share of trying times
Back when trauma got me screaming out my lungs
Like a cannon made to shoot the albatross
Having traveled few more trips around the sun
Now I see the damage I've done, hey, yeah
Stop the train and drop your things in the woods
Run back to where all hell broke loose
Let love be our muse, come meet me on the roof
I'll spend the night moonbathing with you
'Cause I never missed a second
Of the sharpest slender crescent
Slowly getting much more gibbous
Hanging in the air
Shriveled up and scarred with craters
It will come back at its brightest
May we sit through all the phases
'Til it's full again, yes
So if you think we still stand a chance
Check what I snuck into your bag
There's my T-shirt and beret
With a letter saying
Je t'aime toujours!
(I guess?)
Yeah
Stop the train and drop your things in the woods
Run back to where all hell broke loose (yeah)
Let love be our muse, come meet me on the roof
I'll spend the night moonbathing with you
(Stop the train, stop the train, stop the train)
(Drop your things, drop your things, drop your things)
I'll spend the night moonbathing with you
(Stop the train, stop the train, stop the train)
(Drop your things, drop your things, drop your things)
I'll spend the night moonbathing with you
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