The moon lights up over the battlefield now,
With a blistering heat somehow
Lifeless and broken heart to death,
They should have just stayed home instead
Stayed alive.
We'll let her rise
We gliss on some other's eyes
She wonders where when and why
She could have tucked him in his bed,
With a kiss on the cheek and his head
He'd still lay
Well the moon and the stars can't cast shadows on what is wrong
Well my boys are dead, living is lead.
Nothing more
The sun wakes up, bring sparkles in the morning light,
Rubbs a belly bouncer head to cry,
She lost him before they were wed
But he's there in her heart and her head, he's still alive
Well the moon and the stars can't cast shadows of what is wrong,
Dead, living is lead.
Nothing more
Oh the moon lights up over the battlefield now.