Moon

Produced by：All The Luck In The World/Paul Pilot

The sound of a staircase echoes

To the fourth floor

Holding a thousand worries far

The rooms branching out

To impatient patients

Heads filling with doubt

Oh we kept up with the sirens

But couldn't chase them away

Oh we kept up with the sirens

But couldn't chase them away

And I stopped to buy my first black

Tie on the way home

And I tried to get it right on my own

I tried all night long

Oh we kept up with the sirens

But couldn't chase them away

Oh we kept up with the sirens

But couldn't chase them away

Couldn't chase them away

The recycled fear

That brews in our chests

Courses through every vein

That leads away and back to the heart

Ending only to restart

Oh we kept up with the sirens

But couldn't chase them away

And I saw your sister crying

And her sorrow said stay

In came the white gowns

I could tell by their sigh that for us

Tonight the visiting hours don't apply

We loved you to the moon

We loved you to the moon

We loved you to the moon

We loved you to the moon

Won't you do

We loved you to the moon

Won't you do

We loved you to the moon

Won't you do

We loved you to the moon

Oh I'll won't you do

We loved you to the moon

Oh you

We loved you to the moon

We loved you to the moon oh

We loved you to the moon

We loved you to the moon

Oh we loved you