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