Woke up looking at the split sky
The moon far away insight
What a radioactive high
Not a single reflection in the sky
No hunters at night
Now the tides are asleep

Summer and winter feel the same
In a New York minute: 40-80 degrees in a day
Summer dress to winter coat in a breeze
Presidents ignore the foggy skies
Speeding in SUVs with money piled high

White crescent in the sky
Tide pullers are the ways of life
Lightbeam taste from miles, miles, miles away
Waking up the night, dark spots insight
Man's message on the side
OO
My white, white crescent in the sky
OO
My white, white crescent in the sky

Lady in yellow racing in the sky
Oh my You're a fright
Turning light into night
Spitting out toxins in the sky

Lost on this Earth
Leaving home to find self-worth
Travel into deep space
Going to be rebirthed

White crescent in the sky
Tide pullers are the ways of life
Lightbeam taste from miles, miles, miles away
Waking up the night, dark spots insight
Man's message on the side
OO
My white, white crescent in the sky
OO
My white, white crescent in the sky
OO
My white, white crescent in the sky