Verse 1:
There‘s ice coating my heart
That’s the evidence
For sorrow summoned harms
That were never meant

Restless and disarmed
I reached for feathered bands
Aligned to filth and charm
The night had better plans

Chorus:
The moon calls through the rain
Whispering the awful truth and sing me to sleep

Verse 2:
The night ran out of stars
That’s the evidence
The saturn rings grew small
And lost thеir relevance

Thе clouds they seem like art
They move in hesitance
As my conscience merges in
Dark lighted neverlands
Chorus:
The moon calls through the rain
Whispering the awful truth and sing me to sleep