Moons pass, but the sun never rises And something in the air says to eat what's on your plate And maybe you're walking across an endless sheet of white beneath an almost endless night You've never been so cold
But you feel something warm and bright
She's strange, she is so familiar You just look at her back and your hair stands on its ends And maybe she leads you to a garden and invites you to release your lips and bite Through all that you've been told
You drink from a cup that is broken And it's lonely in this crowd, guess you'll just walk home to bed Maybe you're caught beneath a softly shifting sky and find that somehow just behind Is every sacred thing you thought you'd sold
She's strange, she is so familiar And something in the air says to eat what's on your plate And maybe you're feeling a bit harder to excite, you're thinking maybe it's not right You've never been so old
And maybe your walking 'cross a river late at night A friend you can't remember is standing softly at your side And you feel the current pulling but you have no need to fight Because you see yourself reflected in the water and her eyes
Look up Look up tonight She's dancing The Northern Lights