Lyrics to Of Moons, Birds & Monsters :
Why'd you cut holes in the face of the moon base?
Don't you know about the temperature change

In the cold black shadow?
Are you mad at your walls
Or hoping that an unknown force can repair things for you?

Pardon all the time that you've thrown into your pale grey garden?
If the ship will never come you've got to move along


Even a bird would want a taste of dirt from abyssal dark
The prick of a feather could make a kingdom burn and the bloodshed start
The falling apart

Made me a shadow in the shape of wonder
The waves of black
If she's going under I can hold my breath till the sky comes back

Or drown like a rat, rat, rat
He's a rat!


To catch a monster
We make a movie
Set the tempo

And cut and cut its brains out
It will inspire on the burning pyre
Half the distance

Half the motion
Communication
It's easy as the ocean