Moon - Buchanan

From the moon I saw,

From the moon I saw, From the moon I saw

With a bucket and a tonne of bricks,

No stones, no metal sticks, From the moon I saw

Could we catch em if it’s late at night?

Could we catch em if it’s late at night?

You’re hiding, now you’re out of sight

From the moon I saw,

From the moon I saw, From the moon I sigh

Could we catch em if it’s late at night?

Could we catch em if it’s late at

night?

Your bell is ringing, put it all aside

No more than a day old, Yet he cries between a mile, And I know that the truth

is,

The truth is, the truth is,

I’m losing

With a click of a mouse he played god for a second, Things will never be the

same again

From the moon I saw,

From the moon I saw,

From the moon I saw