Blackberry Moon.

Right before the windowpane appears the early light

now’s the time to say good-bye, losing the sight

hiding in the fields and when the dark reveals the trap

I’ll be back


Night is day and day is night, it’s the time of grace

writes an everlasting moony smile on my face

vanish into thin air till the dark reveals the trap

then I’ll be back


My blackberry moon

we sail tonight for thorny islands

my blackberry moon

you left me stranding in your silence

Sitting on a barstool, bottle on the floor

moonlight in the kitchen, who could ask for more

my blackberry moon