Fell in the door
And you fell on the floor
With your hand on the knob
Looking up and abruptly
Forget what youre thinking
Fire alarms go off in your head
You live
In the nightgown of the sullen moon
How the windows lean into the room
In the nightgown of the sullen moon
Drug trip, its not a drug trip so you feel a bit insulted
Space walk, its like a space walk with the corresponding weight loss
And youre nothing but air, with your hand in the air
And your shoelaces tied up together with care
Theres a feeling of boredom
Of the big whoredom
Following dressing up
In the nightgown of the sullen moon
How the windows lean into the room
In the nightgown of the sullen moon
In the nightgown of the sullen moon
How the windows lean into the room
In the nightgown of the sullen moon
Your head is on the moon
Its not necessary to breathe
Forever is a long time
Your head is on the moon
Its not necessary to breathe
Forever is a long time
Your head is on the moon
Your head is on the moon