Blood moon reigns tonight,
Marking time of her leaving,
  .  .  .   Night sky is bleeding.

Twinkle twinkle big bright moon,
You’re turning red like a **** of a baboon.
Or maybe it’s the blood of the man on you,
His fishing hook stabbed him right through.
Twinkle twinkle big bright moon,
This red looks really good on you.

Loneliness doesnt mean staying alone,
Loneliness means nobody understanding your soul..
-and you push people away then.

You close all your doors on me
And leave windows slightly opened
So I try to see what's inside
But you turned off all the lights

I gather up all the courage
As I take the steps to your front door
I knock and ask, "Is anybody in?"
And you say, "Don't bother anymore."

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