Leave Me On The Moon

(when the fat man shaving in the pullman washroom
Grunts, «whats this? «)
Leave me on the moon
I must be coming back too soon
Pieces of pieces laying upon
Somebodys walking on my hands
Leave me on the moon
Everybody knows its true
Everything is good as long its stays still
Coins jingle in my brain
Youve been watching me Through your jewelry
Sending rings around my hands
Now that Im near you
I slowly disappear you
Your fingernails are much too long
Leave me on the moon
You can stay there too
Seems like everybodys just
Floating away
While I tie myself down
While I tie my…