Moonflowers (Binaural Acoustic Version)

The moon flowers are just our's Blooming soon In the pitch black of the dust track Our holy tomb My best friend Every summer, We'd pretend That we were brothers Didn't know it then My best friend The town creek, waist deep Through April showers You cried when your gran died We talked for hours My best friend Every summer, We'd pretend That we were brothers Didn't know it then My best friend Skin and bone I found out when I left home That you and me Are branches on the same tree Skin and bone I found out when I left home That you and me Are branches on the same tree (Oh to be young again) My best friend Every summer, We'd pretend That we were brothers Didn't know it then My best friend