Flower moon

Cursed the night

If the sun don’t make things right

Then it’s gonna take a year

Flower moon

Sacred sign

Coca-Cola and red wine

Now’s the time to disappear

It was the right place, wrong time

Another night at the borderline

Another night in then sway of the the flower moon

It was the right week on a cursed day

Another chapter was underway

Another year in the light of the flower moon

A shift in weight

A simple twist of fate

Suddenly it’s much too late

The rising tide’s already lapping at the gate