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Silver Moon (Album) - Blitzen Trapper

Barks in the dark of a summertime sight

Oh what a silver moon

Fist full of figs and a rusty flashlight

Just dippin' along like a broken down kite

Hey oh what a silver moon

Sings by the light of her room

And the song is the shape

Of a strange balloon

On silver moon

Empty the rag from a dirty glass jar

Oh what a silver moon

We sit for a bit in a battle-cracked car

While her ice prob'ly was a single bad star

Oh what a silver moon

Her father would be coming soon

And his hand swiftly

Split the clasp in two

Oh silver moon

Oh silver moon

We walk through the park

In a summertime storm

Strangely amazed and a little bit warm

Fresh from the flash

Of a threshing room floor

Oh what a silver moon

Her father would be coming soon

And the song is the shape

Of a strange balloon

Oh silver moon

Oh silver moon

Oh silver moon

Silver moon

My silver moon

Silver moon