The Moon-Atomic (...Fragments And Fictions) — Angels And Airwaves

Its like the day has turned to rust Like every dreams been sealed shut Like every door is closed before we've gotten out As bullets rip the air in two from house to house

We are all that we are, so terribly sorry We are all that we are, so terribly sorry The moon you've felt, it has no side That's dark like hell, or safe from light Just blown apart, by wind from stars With white dust tides to pull on ours

I see the crowds their giving way For some, they're better off that day The bombs blew off the shells Their glowing red at burst The less there is to feel each night upon the earth

We are all that we are, so terribly sorry We are all that we are, so terribly sorry The moon you've felt, it has no side That's dark like hell, or safe from light Just blown apart, by wind from stars With white dust tides to pull on ours

The moon you've felt, it has no side That's dark like hell, or safe from light Just blown apart, by wind from stars With white dust tides to pull on ours