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Turn the Moon Around (Coven Rite Version)

[INTRO — distant wind, soft bells, whispered layered female voices; almost spoken] Shuffle the bones, cats… Cut the thread… Turn the moon around instead… Lay the cards where the black roots grow. One for the road. One for what you know. One for the thing You tucked below… [VERSE 1] I left my flat with an empty hand, A white dog scamperin’ through the heather. No silver dime. No promised land. Just crows stitchin’ up the storm together. An old witch grinned beside the road, Her fingers dusted with ash and cedar. She said, “Kid, every soul gets dealt The same dark deck beneath the ether.” [PRE-CHORUS] The lantern burns. The wheel must spin. Every ending lets a new song in. The stars don’t fib. The roots run deep. The cards remember all we keep. [CHORUS] Turn the card. Turn the page. Light the lamp. Break the cage. Mother Moon, Carry me far. I’m every bruise, I’m every star. Turn the wheel. Call my name. Ash and blood Are one and the same. When the raven calls at dawn, The Fool keeps strollin’ on. [VERSE 2] I kissed two sweeties beneath the oak, Then watched the lightnin’ split the tower. A crowned man fell. The silence broke. Time went tappin’ through the hour. A hermit crossed the frozen hill, His lantern full of unborn seasons. He gave no map. He gave me stillness. He said the dark had hidden reasons. [PRE-CHORUS] Hang upside down. Learn to see. Death is only changin’ scenery. Temper every broken blade. Ain’t a thing in heaven stayed. [CHORUS] Turn the card. Turn the page. Light the lamp. Break the cage. Mother Moon, Carry me far. I’m every bruise, I’m every star. Turn the wheel. Call my name. Ash and blood Are one and the same. When the raven calls at dawn, The Fool keeps strollin’ on. [BRIDGE — whispered chant over drums] The Devil wore my papa’s face. The Moon was just my own reflection. Judgment rose from hollow graves. The Sun forgave my imperfections. The World was not some far-off shore. The stars were stitched beneath my skin. The road I feared was just the door That led me back to where I’d been. [FINAL CHORUS — larger, full coven harmonies] Turn the card. Turn the page. I was never in a cage. Mother Moon, Carry me home. Every road was mine alone. I was the witch. I was the flame. I was the seeker without a name. Lay the final card at dawn— The Fool was where the road began. [OUTRO — only whispers remain] Shuffle the bones… Cut the thread… Nothin’s living. Nothin’s dead. Round and round The old ways run. The circle closes. The journey’s done.