August Moon

I never did like the club in the scene The music's too loud and the drinks are too sweet So what in the fuck am I doing in Crete In a labyrinth of phony dreams? I wandered off in an attempt to escape the night But mine wasn't the only flight You sat alone with a crestfallen frown And a river dried on your cheek So tell me your secret and I'll tell you mine What has your heart at the firing line? I held my breath as to will you to know That the thorn was inside of us both The August moon, she smiled But I had nothing to give I had nothing to give I had nothing to give I had nothing You took my hand with that look on your face and You said, "Why don't we get out of this maze?" So we crossed into places we shouldn't have been While forgetting our flaxen strength Then came the growl of an ancient folklore Which shook us in anguish untangled and more When they plunged a glass in the side of your face And a river ran down your cheek The August moon turned blood red And I forgot what it all meant I forgot what it all meant I forgot what it all meant I forgot The August moon laid down her head And so I screamed till their ears bled So I screamed till their ears bled So I screamed till their ears bled So I screamed till their ears bled So I screamed And it went like ah-ooh, ah-ooh Ah-ooh, ah-ooh Ah-ooh, ah-ooh Ah-ooh, ah-ooh