Low Red Moon
So what, you think this is usual?
Strange moon, strange land, strange, man.
Holding hands of tiny horses,
Hold them, hold them kindly,
Man
Low red moon,
How can you sleep like a baby,
Sleep like baby?
'Cause you, you shine so different on another
You shine different on another
Strange moon
I look up, and I see
The raising of an old hope,
Brave and tattered.
A shining knight is shining eyes,
He shines around me brightly.
So now, I say this is beautiful.
I think you are, strange.
Low red moon, how can you sleep like a baby,
Sleep like a baby?
'Cause you, you shine so different on another.
You shine different on another.
Strange moon, strange land, strange, man
You made me cry when I was young,
And I was young.
Now I got strong arms,
Strong arms for a girl,
And I say,
He belongs to me.
He belongs to me.
He's a human bed of roses.