Midday Moon Lyrics - This Is Our Science - Astronautalis

A sliver of chalk across the blue 

Lord knows I don't know what the hell's the use of the midday moon 

You came to my arms too goddamn soon 

Lord knows I don't know what to do with you and the midday moon 

This is just to say 

They've taken everything away 

Every step we made fit into six trucks 

Pick-ups drawing dust above the driveway 

The muddy cavalcade came at half past eight 

Collecting everything in that grassy bank 

And every trace of you was taken too 

And what was once a womb is just a hollow room 

It was a windy day 

That kind that makes me hate L.A. 

'Cause God gave them a perfect sun 

And they think gangs and smog were hardly a fair trade 

They don't breathe or flinch 

Or even blink at how the green will shift 

When the wind parades across the meager ridge 

And kicks the weeds a bit to make seem as if the lea is a sea of waves 

They say you can't cheat death 

Maybe it's just a shortness of breath 

Or no pains in your chest 

A disease we agree that we ain't cured yet 

Forgive me dear 

I never thought that we'd end up here 

From ["sweet dreams"] whispered in your ear 

Before a long night's sleep so cold and clear 

A sliver of chalk across the blue 

Lord knows I don't know what the hell's the use of the midday moon 

You came to my arms too goddamn soon 

Lord knows I don't know what to do with you and the midday moon 

I've been told that when we die we pass onto the other side 

there's no bright light, no bright light. 

Death is just a pasture gate that opens by lifting a plank 

To just more life, just more life 

I met an old man, sun-tanned, provided by Jesus 

And the light that passed through stain glassed pieces 

He clutched a rosary flat to his chest 

And confessed he wasn't ready for death 

I seen an iron eyed firefly, femme fatale 

Too vain to explain how her hair fell out 

Lusting for the next thing to erase her shame 

She doesn't want to live forever, but she's scared to fade away 

This is how they came to me, one at a time 

Pilgrims to my building on the cemetery ground 

All they wanted was an answer and I could never let 'em down 

I couldn't promise them forever but I could buy a lot of time 

You Jeanvieve, you were the straw 

Whispering your wishes in cotton Quebeois 

I wonder if the Maker ever felt he botched the flock 

But never had the mettle to make the world stop 

Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop 

[I wonder if the maker ever felt he botched the flockBut never had the mettle to make the world stop] 

Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop 

[I wonder if the maker ever felt he botched the flockBut never had the mettle to make the world stop] 

Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop 

Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop 

A sliver of chalk across the blue 

Lord knows I don't know what the hell's the use of the midday moon 

You came to my arms too goddamn soon 

Lord knows I don't know what to do with you and the midday moon 

A sliver of chalk across the blue 

Lord knows I don't know what the hell's the use of the midday moon 

You came to my arms too goddamn soon 

Lord knows I don't know what to do with you and the midday moon