Feeling like a hobo
On a downtown plain
I'm walkin' down the alley
Cause it's just the same as
Pickin' up a stranger
In an old hotel
Well, I get the feeling
That I know him well
The gutter is inviting
As it always been
I never get the feeling
That it's going to end
Yet I sit
I fall
I watch
I call
I sit
I fall
I watch
I call
Austral Moon
Slinkin' from the scene and
I'm never lookin' back
I know where to go
If I'm under attack
I feel the Earth
Is moving too slowly
What can I do
To change this shift below me
You tell me I'm not ready
Well, my bags are packed
I know I have everything
That you lacked
Cause I sit
I fall
I watch
The Austral Moon
Heat of the moment
And my thoughts are crammed
Yet I still identify
That I am damned
I look to the left
And I look to the right
And I'm sayin' my prayers
And I'm losin' my sight
The thought of suppression and
The glow of stained glass
Are now but a memory
That I'm hoping to pass
Now I sit
I call
I now know of you
The Austral Moon
The Austral Moon