rising

Hey are we starting? Fuck. Ok, one more

I feel a good moon rising

Sick and tired from the flight

No darkness on my mind I hang it all on the light

My van broke down in Austin

Throwing ashes on the floor

Drunken acts of violence

While I'm singing through the door

I saw you on the balcony

When I told you I was gone

Talking to my ghost

I hope he’s singing you this song

The grass is grown so I've got to get along

Every time I see the sun I'm scared I'm doing wrong

I feel a good moon rising

Sick and tired from the flight

Come back down to canyon light

No day without a night

I saw you on the balcony when I told you I was gone

Talking to my ghost

I hope hе's singing you this song

The grass is grown so I've got to get along

Evеry time I see the sun I'm scared I'm doing wrong