Your Seventh Moon

Fell off the wire Like I never done before Human design Can fold into a ball What's in the wine? I would like you to pour more Feelin' just fine Fallin' through the floor Don't call me a hero I've been gone so long Dead weight on my shoulder Oh why, I don't know When it's your turn And you know what to do You will have the nerve To lock and set it to fire And if you want to blame it on your seventh moon That's fine Weather will spoil On the face that's failed you One joke at a time Won't hide you anymore