To the Moon

A picture frame could follow her for hours
There laying in a wounded bed of flowers
A pedal landing right between her eyes
Way underneath a mountain cloud of sky
Of all of the surroundings she could choose
The cemetery sunset is her muse
Electric jack o'lanterns fill her room
She's got me walkin' talkin' to the moon

And I wanna know
Wherever it is she wants to go
And I will go
Wherever it is, wherever it is

She stands above a rushing crowd of people
Where the tone deaf ancient bells of the cathedrals
Are ringing through the illusion of time
The second hands a moving paradigm
I don't think that she'll ever want to know me
The only one she wants is David Bowie
I hope that she will get over him soon
She's got me walkin' talkin' to the moon

And I wanna know
Wherever it is she wants to go
And I will go
Wherever it is, wherever it is
Wherever it is, wherever it is
Wherever it is, wherever it is

A picture frame could follow her for hours
There laying in a wounded bed of flowers
The gods of love have sentenced me to doom
She's got me walkin' talkin' to the moon



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