Gregory Alan Isakov - The Moon Was Red and Dangerous Lyrics
oh, honey come back to meyou see it’s lonely and grey in the citybut oh the sun will surely rise,warm my clothes, and warm your eyesfrom the treacherous night,how the moon was red and dangerousCome back ya hear,all the loneliest stories will fadeI still see your face…on the groundnow there’s no one aroundAll the birds and whispers playoh, honey come back to meyou know of that treacherous ride in the cityand oh the sun is surely risin’it came as no surpriseand the hills on the country-side are singin'What kind of crimemust we give out this time to knowhow the lines move across this placebut there’s nobody elsethere’s nobody elsethere's nobody else...here