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Naked Moon
I don't like crowded rooms ...
I need more space than I consume ...
Enough is time alone with you,
Underneath a naked moon ...
Sharing confidential moods
And making chatter.


And as this world goes by, taking time into the blue
Watch the way I spread these wings and cover you.

Magic, swirling, tidal schemes ... avalanche of lifelong dreams ...
All fall down into a sea, like words that lie between the teeth ...
Of beggars who would have us seen kneeling at their altars.


And as this world goes by, taking time into the blue
Watch the way I spread these wings and cover you.

Sound off the final gun - mark the third millennium ...
Ooh, yeah, I want to run, hide, escape, or overcome ...
It's Johnny's revolution ... twenty-five years ... after.


And as this world goes by, taking time into the blue
Watch the way I spread these wings and cover you.

Spoken: "Yeah, there's this club in Nashville, called the Bluebird Cafe: They got this saying ... it goes -- 'shhhhh!: If you didn't come here to listen, then go someplace else.' -- I think it's cool."

© 1998 by Alan Horvath | BMI | All Rights Reserved

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