Lordess Moon Songtext
von Bianca Casady & The C.i.A

Oh Lordess up there, supportith who dare
Naked and rare, her primal beauty
She stares down below, casting silver shadows
Painting over the meadows, dewy drunken fellows


She′ll craft you in tears
A melancholy antidote
She'll craft you in tears
Rain puddle mirrors

But don′t fall in when you're looking down
The water grass moves soundlessly
She'll beg you in to come and dance
The river′s laugh, she will entrance

Is it the wind or the soul who′s knocking?
Let me out, let me in again
The river's mouth is full of secrets
Feathers from the winter birds