Time of The Moon
We're killing space and wasting time and dying hard and spilling beansWe're moving fast on intuition in the world of stupid thingsWe are the flyers no return and no regrets and no delayInto the frenzy this is crazy burning wheels to get away
Time of the moonIn the skyCloud is breakingVoice of the doomFor the birdsIn the making
The time is wasted on intuitionWe are the flyers into the frenzyWe're spilling bids on stupid thingsWith no delay we get away
Time of the moonIn the skycloud is breakingVoice of the doomfor the birdsin the making
No destination is the way we're talking of accelerateGet rid of garbage, yes you may they draw the bridge but it's too lateWe are the final revelation shooting through the burning skyAbandoned cargo hits the ground on broken wings we are flying high