Blood Moon lyrics

I gave my lover fruit to eat

But she left it at her feet

She is always doing that, doing that

She is always doing that

"My God," I said, "I cannot share

And you can't leave it lying there

You are always doing that, doing that

You are always doing that."

And so I

Wander willows. Scattered pits

Take room behind your cracking lips

They are always doing that, doing that

They are always doing that

Will cocky runes say mend and dwell

To grow within our shackled cells

They are always doing that, doing that

I see flowers doing that

And so I...

So, our rotting floor

I am sure you craved me once before;

When I think of all the fruit I've found

And how easily you left it on the ground

The Hunter's Moon was bleeding red

The night you left our thorny bed

You were always, always...

You were always...

Last night I dreamt I kissed your feet

And held you on our dusty sheets

I am always doing that, doing that

I am always doing that

And so I...

And so I...

And so I...

And so I...

So, our rotting floor

I am sure you craved me once before;

When I think of all the fruit I've picked

And fed to you just so you could spit it out

I gave my lover fruit to eat

But she left it at her feet

She is always doing that, doing that

She is always doing that