Conqueror of the Moon
Robert Pollard
I like the sound of breaking glass
'Cause it's too loud
Get it out with your knife
(We will try)
This is the word we bring to you
Kept in the room a map and pen
Trapped in the loop
It breeds in your eyes sorrow
Left in the time it pays to know
Heaven the song that hides from you
Nothing to do but wait till tomorrow
For naming a reason to flee
It's gotten to me
Degeneration, every nation
Our family is the last one
In this situation, be of patience
Swift arrow, you won't suffer now
Conqueror of the moon
Tear away at ground control
Sound off on wayward youth
There you go
There's the common baggage
Now you know
To get around it
There you go
They take a lot and you brush them aside
But they're the good guys