Moon high, white line over the lake No mistake in the way we wake Silver bite in the skyline’s grin Night pulling you in Teeth of the moon in the midnight sky Low tide rise, don’t ask why Cool light cut through velvet air We’re still there Teeth of the moon We move We groove Teeth of the moon No soon Just now Cold glow, slow flow, let it show Edge in the echo Shadow and shine intertwine Not reckless, not tame Heat with aim Game with no shame Teeth of the moon, silver and bright Holding the night Holding it tight Bassline steady, pulse alive. Since the hour passed polite We step into appetite Not excess Just yes Sharp light on the cheekbone line Fine wine, skyline We don’t dim We refine Teeth of the moon Still soon Still noon In the room Teeth of the moon Stay tuned We bloom Teeth of the moon We move We groove Teeth of the moon Don’t leave Just breathe Silver sky Low cry No goodbye The moon still smiling.
