Cut the bonds with the moon Burn the gauze in the spoon
Shut the door to the moon Play no more with the fool
A slow hurt.. and it breaks us.. When you play some more it seems so And my friends are past this game And our friends that are lost at sea.. And I'll break the wasted space If you don't slow down, slow down If you don't slow down, slow..
Cut the bonds with the moon And watch the dogs gather More from The Swell Season