shine on, moonchild and take my heart with you on your way into tomorrow I shiver, lonely broken partly in two on a new day left to borrow like the light won't find an ending it's the sky and beneath the offense cradled moon sour tongue tastes the dew drops infinite and I'm not home fabled youth a story to get us through walking blind is half as interesting.... like the light won't find an ending in the sky and beneath the offense which is better which is worse which just leads the vein to burst? like the light won't find an ending in the sky and beneath the offense like the light won't find an ending in the sky and beneath the offense
