Take your spirit from the wall it hangs on.
Your mother's calling from the garden.
So alive.
It's only a paper moon, my daughter.
Feel it melting in the ivory water.
Weak as love.
But your steel heart is real hard,
And your eyes turned to stone.
When the skies parted, the sun started
To dry out your bones...
Forward, moving with the snakes and owls.
Breathing just to use your tender mouth.
The days are old.
It's only a paper moon I told her.
Never would be anything to hold her.
Fallen soul.
And it's all that we have to remember.
But it comes in the night when you're home.
And it takes, yeah it takes all the feeling away...
So tomorrow is just another day...