Nightclothes - Radical Face

We crept from the room

The moonlight spilled down the hall

And I tiptoed with you

Then we climbed out the window

And there in the yard

Our nightclothes blowing in the breeze

And you looked up at the sky

And said the moon would be ours

And all this time I hear those words like bombs in the distance

And oh my mind, I can still smell the rain in the air

But time’s gone by

And I’m not the kid I was on that evening

And somewhere inside

I hope you still see me just the way I was before I walked away

Mud on your dress

Blood stains on the knees of my pants

And we went in search of the moon

Cause you said that you knew where it slept in the day

So we gathered up our tools:

A sling-shot in case it ran for the sky

And a blanket from your room, the one with no holes

So we could drag it all the way back home

And you said when we got it back

We would cut it up in two

And we’d wear the halves on necklaces

And then I could control tides with you

And I still hear the way that you laughed

When you found I believed you

And I could still feel you pull on my arm

When I was too afraid to go

And all this time I hear those words like bombs in the distance

And my, oh my, I can still smell the dirt on our hands

Cause in my head

You’re still alive, you’re still alive

And I know that it’s a lie

But it’s one I like, it’s one I like