We fought the moon
And maybe you were passed out
Or maybe you don't even know
You were eager though
At the test trial
Wanted to wrap our wrists, round the passing time
Stepping out from our home
Sat on a concrete bank of a stagnant tide
Stepping out from our home, somewhere often borrowed
I know
Got up at noon
And maybe you were at work
For me the sun's a passing perk
And it's getting worse
Every bank draw
Draw me off and draw me on
Shot for the place you had went to pass the time
Stepping out from our home
Thought up a violent wind reaching through the power lines
We fought the moon
And maybe we should go now
The canopy is fallen down
There are people out
Rank and file
Get a handle on your brave pulse
It won't fuck him up, but you just gotta say so
There's no shackle on your ankle
Don't need a crutch, you can walk on your own bones
