Crescent Moon

you can try to hide away
from every droop of rain
that's hangin' over you
and you can say it's all a waste
lost your time and space
there's nothing left to lose
like a borken angel on the ground
like a symphony without a soud
turn around
everything you are
everywhere you've been
sinner and the saint that fight the battle within
every place you go
everybody konws
shadows fall across the sun sometime&