August Moon — Gregory And The Hawk

August moon, made just for you A steady ready smile like his Until it's out of sight

Dawn, and do the true chance that chooses you Face to face with a new day So simple it seems, you dare to dream impossibly Whiskey in its rarity, I'm bound to add now (?)

Black and blissful, tumbling Awake, asleep, it feeds me Fate will rule you, the heart it fools you To lose your sanity