Now and then I feel the pull between the Earth and the Moon
And I swear I hear the sound of the flowers bloom
Softly I record the impending doom
Please tell the truth,
Is there not a thing i can do?
Against this wave of dispute
Under this shadow that looms
Every which way but loose
When the cold weather hits I'll be far away
But you know I'll think about you every night and day
Clearly I'm alive on some lost highway
Looking for the light, but it ain't this way
Let me hand you this bouquet
Of my slow decay
Caught like the ocean spray
Between the cloud and the wave
There's no price to be paid
Every moment we're apart lasts forever, till the end of our honeymoon
Now and then I feel the pull between the Earth and the moon
And I swear I hear the sound of the flowers bloom
Clearly I record the impending doom
Racing toward the north, we're leaving soon
Let me hand you this bouquet
Of my slow decay
Caught like the ocean spray
Between the cloud and the wave
With all its branches and blades
Every nerve has been frayed
By the light of your grace
Until the long light fades