The red moon is rising behind you, The ocean is pounding away, I held up a light to the smoke but, The redness blows it away. And the night is cold, And the clouds go by, Tomorrow morning, I hope to be home, By your side. The riptide is pulling me under, I'm drifting, drifting away, Tomorrow the sun will be brighter, The water will rise and wash us away. But the stars are cold, And the air is bright, And I see you now, You shine like the steel on my knife, The darkness is wrapped all around me tonight. I miss you, I miss you there's no one else, I do, I do.
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