New Moon Songtext
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New day rising coming on
Gonna make it to the night again
If I can keep my teeth up off the street.
Keep the hunger from talking to my feet.
Cause then I start walking,
And talking rough
Someday the mans gonna come and call my bluff.
I saw the whole world
Turn in on itself
Gonna make it to the night again
If I can keep my teeth up off the street.
Keep the hunger from talking to my feet.
Cause then I start walking,
And talking rough
Someday the mans gonna come and call my bluff.
I saw the whole world
Turn in on itself
And I saw you lie there and touch yourself
And I put your mothers house on a shelf
It was a fitful sleep
And I dreamt of wealth
I drank too much
And we toasted good health
In all those pictures,
Unsure of myself.
And I saw the plans
As they started to melt
And for the first time looking,
I truly felt.
Well I seen my lady dressed in white,
shes scratching at my window tonight.
hell, you can come in
But you aint staying the night.
So take your finger off that light.
Cause I seen you cut down bigger stronger men And I aint never coming home again.
Well she smiled at me
Cause she knew my soul
medicine for the hopeless ones.
Heroin for the hopeless ones.
Hollow moon rising, coming on
Smiling hard, my fathers son.
I put my hand there, on your arm
But I aint never harmed no one
No I aint never done no wrong
Took my last buck fifty
Bought a pack of smokes
Gotta make it through the night again.
And I put your mothers house on a shelf
It was a fitful sleep
And I dreamt of wealth
I drank too much
And we toasted good health
In all those pictures,
Unsure of myself.
And I saw the plans
As they started to melt
And for the first time looking,
I truly felt.
Well I seen my lady dressed in white,
shes scratching at my window tonight.
hell, you can come in
But you aint staying the night.
So take your finger off that light.
Cause I seen you cut down bigger stronger men And I aint never coming home again.
Well she smiled at me
Cause she knew my soul
medicine for the hopeless ones.
Heroin for the hopeless ones.
Hollow moon rising, coming on
Smiling hard, my fathers son.
I put my hand there, on your arm
But I aint never harmed no one
No I aint never done no wrong
Took my last buck fifty
Bought a pack of smokes
Gotta make it through the night again.
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