Pink Sky Moon

Shadow puppet lover
You play out your scenes
Along the mercury river
On the banks of Ballona Creek
To an audience of blackbirds
Sending their calls from the trees
The shapes that you make
Oh the beauty it takes
With your soul stretching out from your feet

Over the bridge and under the pink sky moon
That’s where I live, that’s where my heart bleeds true
Over the bridge and under the pink sky moon
That’s where I think of you

We would run down the high street
Past the Grace Lutheran
To hear the cars whistle by
We’d feel the rush on our younger skin
We’d try to stop the horizon
Before the sun fell through
Oh how it would light up your eyes
With it’s cotton candy hue

Over the bridge and under the pink sky moon
That’s where I live, that’s where my heart bleeds true
Over the bridge and under the pink sky moon
That’s where I dreamed with you

Ahh, that’s where I dreamed with you
Ahh, that’s where I still dream of you
Ahh ohh, ahh ohh

Over the bridge and under the pink sky moon
That’s where I live, that’s where my heart bleeds true
Over the bridge and under the pink sky moon
That’s where I think of you
Under the pink sky moon