The New Spring - The Moon

It's different
The colour of your face, grey eyes
Something has changed in the garden, grey eyes
In the black earth breathing underneath the snow
And the shivers of red, wild and screaming from below
The moon
How can something so pale, as cold as a stone light up my room?

In the dim light we go whistling through the corridors
Blue eyes, green eyes, grey eyes
They're tired and they close when nothing is between
The miracle world and the things wanting to be seen
By the moon

Raise the flag the colour of bone!
Shine through the walls, through the darkness of your home
And light up my room

Written by:
Bastian Kallesøe,, Enrique Murga, Joachim Stidsen, Mads Risvang, Ramon Thomsen,

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Lyrics © Tambourhinoceros ApS

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