We fought the moon And maybe you were passed out Or maybe you don't even know You were eager though At the test trial Wanted to wrap our wrists, round the passing time Stepping out from our home Sat on a concrete bank of a stagnant tide Stepping out from our home, somewhere often borrowed I know Got up at noon And maybe you were at work For me the sun's a passing perk And it's getting worse Every bank draw Draw me off and draw me on Shot for the place you had went to pass the time Stepping out from our home Thought up a violent wind reaching through the power lines We fought the moon And maybe we should go now The canopy is fallen down There are people out Rank and file Get a handle on your brave pulse It won't fuck him up, but you just gotta say so There's no shackle on your ankle Don't need a crutch, you can walk on your own bones