Moon Cutter from Hymnal by Hymnal
Tracklist
| 4. | Moon Cutter | 3:41 |
Lyrics
The willow hangs gently, its leaves wrap the evening in the noose.
It's coming soon.
The night falls gracefully like the black of the hangman's hood.
It does no good.
Cut yourself upon the moon that you've been hanging 'round.
Dance across the sky but don't you dare not make a sound.
I'll be waiting back on the ground.
The wolves they weave, pacing through the forests of your memory and doubt.
They cry out.
The ghosts they leap from their graves, they're begging you for their souls to be saved.
Come down now.
Cut yourself upon the moon that you've been hanging 'round.
Dance across the sky but don't you dare not make a sound.
I'll be waiting back on the ground.
Hey, pretty mama, you've been running through my dreams all night.
Cut yourself upon the moon that you've been hanging 'round.
Dance across the sky but don't you dare not make a sound.
I'll be waiting back on the ground.
