Bitter Moon

Do you ever dream, of angels in crimpline?
Their wings are polystyrene, they cannot fly
I’m watching for the stars and I’m waiting on the tunes
The world looks different than it did at noon
I can’t rest under a
Bitter moon
Do you ever dream, of the host on high?
Last seen with shrouds of silk, just sailing by
I’m watching for the stars and I’m waiting on the tunes
The world looks different than it did at noon
I can’t rest under a
Bitter moon
Do you ever dream, of all this could mean?
I’m watching for the stars and I’m waiting on the tunes
The world looks different than it did at noon
I can’t rest under a
Bitter moon
Do you ever dream, of three kings and chemicals
Bringing frankincense and maybe more
It’s like an evil eye, my life’s lullaby