Molotov Moon

You meet the morning like you’re meeting a wall.
Yeah, you meet the morning like you’re meeting a wall.
And this isn’t a crime, so you won’t need a clue.
It isn’t a mystery… it's only the Molotov Moon.
Well there isn’t a door, so you won’t need a key.
And there isn’t a window so stop worryin' about trying to see.
'Cause this isn’t a trick, and you don’t get to choose.
It isn’t a mystery… it's only the Molotov Moon.
Well who knows baby I might let you down.
Who knows baby, pick me off the ground.
Well there isn’t an answer, so don’t question why.
Better save your pennies, you nickels, your quarters, your dollars, your dimes.
'Cause this isn’t a journey and you won’t need your shoes.
It isn’t a mystery… it’s only the Molotov Moon.
It isn’t a bad sound, it’s only our hearts out of tune.
You meet the morning.
Yeah, you meet the morning
Just like you’re meeting a wall.
Meet the morning.