Lyrics

Last of the moon / we're a loose heart Is it too late to turn this around? Earth and ashes / we're harper lee hiding In the treeline of the city Dust bowl pageant mothering mothering We are the speed of clouds passing moonlight We're the horse ribs / we're scratches on the record We are a payphone waiting - we are we are we are we are / like a soldier peels / reason take us apart We are the thread / we are the bite marks Are you the light bothering my eyes? We're a long time / winter at the war We are a payphone waiting - we are we are we are we are / like a soldier peels / reason take us apart Last of the moon / we're a loose heart Is it too late to turn this around? We are the speed of cloud passing moonlight We are a payphone waiting