I used to wake and run with the moon
I lived like a rake and a young man
I covered my lovers with flowers and wounds
My laughter, the devil would frighten me
The sun, she would come and beat me back down
But every cruel day had its nightfall
I'd welcome the stars with wine and guitars
Full of fire and forgetful love
My body was sharp, the dark ear clean
An outrage, my joyful companion
Whispering women, how sweet
Sweet did they seem
Kneeling for me to command them
And time was like water
But I was to see
I wouldn't have noticed it passing
Except for the turning of night into day
And the turning of day into cursing
And the turning of day into cursing
And the turning of day into cursing
You look at me now
And don't think I don't know
What all your eyes are saying
Does he want us to believe
These ravings and lies
They're just tricks that his brain's been playing
A lover of women, he can't hardly stand
He trembles, he's bent and he's broken
I've fallen, it's true
But I say unto you
Hold your tongue, son
Till after I've spoken
Hold your tongue, son
Till after I've spoken
Hold your tongue, son
Till after I've spoken
I was taking my pride
In the pleasures I'd known
I left my home for you
I laughed and I thought I'd be forgiven
My laughter turned round
Eyes blazing and said
My friend, we're holding a wedding
I buried my face
But it spoke once again
The night to the day we're abandoned
Now the dark years
Like fire on my skin
And even the moonlight is blinding
Now the dark years
Like fire on my skin
And even the moonlight is blinding
And even the moonlight is blinding