[Intro: whispered] Okay. Don't make it weird. I'm here to talk. [Verse 1] We had a war, I called you a repost Beakworth co-signed and I roasted you the most Then I found out you're Ribbiton's mom And honestly that kind of threw my whole psalm [Pre-Chorus] You still steal light, that hasn't changed But you hand it back softer, and that's not strange [Chorus] TRUCE WITH THE MOON, TRUCE WITH THE MOON I'll stop the airhorns, you light up the lagoon You follow me home, fine, walk me there Truce with the moon, just don't tell anywhere [Verse 2] You pull the tides, I pull the strings Both of us like doing petty little things Two curses glowing in the same dark sky Maybe that's why I always looked up high [Pre-Chorus] You still steal light, that hasn't changed But you hand it back softer, and that's not strange [Chorus] TRUCE WITH THE MOON, TRUCE WITH THE MOON I'll stop the airhorns, you light up the lagoon You follow me home, fine, walk me there Truce with the moon, just don't tell anywhere [Bridge: sincere] The swamp is asleep and the frogs are calm Ribbiton's curled up next to his mom I still got the crown, you still got the glow Shine on the garden, go on, go slow [Outro: whispered, then a tiny airhorn] ...goodnight, moon. Still a repost though. *toot*
