The Moon

Thought I did but then I don't feel much anymore

The string between bad and good is a little misunderstood

Oh and then it turns to doubt, and then you kick and scream and cast me out

And all that I know is true is I'm hollow as the ocean's blue

Lonely Days I await you

Shadows and graves I'll be visiting soon

Will I ever

Will I ever see the moon again

Tossed and turned cant figure out if humans have all rung down

Where there going I don't know for sure, but they, they hide and hide and hide

Who will know when they return as they've, they've all turned to ash and burned

Well at a road side at night I think that my love's run out

Lonely Days I await you

Shadows and graves I'll be visiting soon

Will I ever

Will I ever see the moon again