Red Moon

Red moon rising like a fire in me So many questions, she asks them all to me I have to answer most curiously Scarlet angel I am too small to see Earn, earn, shuffle 'round the big city Burning the rubber down Crossing the hot concrete I'm gonna leave town, there is someone to meet She turns her head around a full 360 (yow!) Bedroom rising from an old-growth tree Bring out the sawmill Cutting the twelve-inch beams Building a pattern, a reservoir to fill with dreams Rings like Saturn, telling their old stories Windmill turn and turn eternally What do you yearn for? Where do you long to be? I've been here before looking at the wild country Opening the screen door, talking with Diane Lee (That's my grandma) Radio singin' from the corner of the kitchen I've got the oven on I got the onions wishin' they hadn't made me cry Filling the sink with dishes Lettin' 'em air dry Waitin' for the wind's permission Too many movies got me shivering and shy Turning the lights out, glisten' in the owl's eye Glimmer like lightning Under the violet sky, shimmer like diamonds Watching the red moon rise (yoo!)