low red moon
bailey rae, corinne
strange man. hold the hands of tiny horses
how can you sleep like a baby
but you shine so different on another. you shine different on another. i look up
the raising of an old hope
brave and tattered. a shining knight with shining eyes
he shines around me brightly. so now
i say this is beautiful. i think you are strange. low red moon
how can you sleep like a baby
but you shine so different on another. you shine different on another. strange moon
strange. you made me cry when i was young
and i was young. now i got strong arms
he belongs to me. he belongs to me. he's a human bed of roses.