The Moon Is Painted
It's an endless elevator
An exposed multiple fracture
It's as if someone killed it
Without warning
No particular response
When the needles hit
Tell your friends to watch
My special exposè
It could be an anomaly
Something to do
With my feelings for the magic flute
The moon is painted
That which you see now on your screen
The brush strokes show
The moon is painted
That which you see now on your screen
The brush strokes show
The prestige of innovation
Is the price of the solution
There was something strange and touching
About humans
When they toppled like a stack of separate entities
Torn apart bit by bit
Twitching in the limelight screen
You don't want to be in here
With what's left of it
Not unless you feel the end had come
The moon is painted
That which you see now on your screen
The brush strokes show
The moon is painted
That which you see now on your screen
The brush strokes show
The moon is painted
That which you see now on your screen
The brush strokes show
The moon is painted
That which you see now on your screen
The brush strokes show
The moon is painted
That which you see now on your screen
The brush strokes show
An exposed multiple fracture
It's as if someone killed it
Without warning
No particular response
When the needles hit
Tell your friends to watch
My special exposè
It could be an anomaly
Something to do
With my feelings for the magic flute
The moon is painted
That which you see now on your screen
The brush strokes show
The moon is painted
That which you see now on your screen
The brush strokes show
The prestige of innovation
Is the price of the solution
There was something strange and touching
About humans
When they toppled like a stack of separate entities
Torn apart bit by bit
Twitching in the limelight screen
You don't want to be in here
With what's left of it
Not unless you feel the end had come
The moon is painted
That which you see now on your screen
The brush strokes show
The moon is painted
That which you see now on your screen
The brush strokes show
The moon is painted
That which you see now on your screen
The brush strokes show
The moon is painted
That which you see now on your screen
The brush strokes show
The moon is painted
That which you see now on your screen
The brush strokes show
Credits
Writer(s): Federico Giacobazzi
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