Snow on the Moon Songtext
von The Spirit of the Beehive

Life is nice, I′m fucked up always, what comes after?
A speck of dust floats through the studio, let's mic it
I′m freezing cold and soaking right through
I hope your eyes meet someone else's and fall in love in soon


I don't want to be the object of our disdain
Just know that if you hate yourself, I hate myself twice as much
Can you see me now, can you hear my voice?
As I scream from across the sky, I thought, "I don′t wanna die"

(There′s snow on the moon)
(Two, three) train's coming
If I don′t miss it, I'll be there in twenty hours
I won′t be long, I'm just taking my time
I′m just taking my time (stop)