Pay the Moon

We will ride the air & shine
High and filled with joy
We'll dance as dust in the sun
I pay the moon for an eclipse to tell you I hate you
To tell you I'd like to kill you

It was a careless better day, I'd ride the air and shine
I let your swift hair burn in flames, I see amazing glow
You wish that all your hopes come true and run to the field of dreams
When the fire will burn out your sheltered fate and leave you in sunshine
With faded glory and lights

Maybe I wait for the fire
Your thick blood watering soil
And maybe I think you're nothing
I'll pay the moon for an eclipse to tell you I hate you.