Lyrics

Our old moon once hung in orbit Bare, though full, when there was nothing on it Long before we were adorners Then in time It covered our bright lights And Easter islands O how some do bloom Some turn to ruins Our old room Corner apartment Eventually hung heavy with the ornament By the time we moved over You wore my name I wore your colors O how some do bloom Some turn to ruins And wildlife Why some come gleamy-eyed to the evening glow I don't know And then bide On flashing fish and the silver light How it's made to show I don't know But in a new moon In a vacant evening Where there's a quiet Or an empty feeling I know, as time goes There'll be lights on my home