Shallow Winter's Moon Songtext

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Shallow Winter's Moon Songtext
Wide Mouth
Small town
Wrapped up
Tightly
With your diamond rings
And your lucid dreams
Pent up
Passed down
And your plans
And your headaches
And the feelings for your friends
And your ways to stay calm
In the moment that it ends
And your reasons to be sad
And your scapegoats and the things you've had
And your poems
As reminders
For the people you owe

And your phone calls from the heart
And you knew it true from the start
You were born and bread
With that hurricane in your head
So why not?
Silence the sound
Stand out
Obscene
For a moment
For a crowded room
For a day in the shade
On this shallow winter's moon
All your demons faintly fade

And the prom queen
Like daisy chains
And the poor widow's son
And the charlatan
Who's not bothering
By fooling anyone
And the mother
With her window sill
And a view from a tomb
And the faucet with a bleeding wound
The butterfly rouge of an empty room
And in that moment
When you're someone new
Like a red letter day
The privilege that fades into
This shallow winter's moon.