Mortimer Nova Luna And The Silver Sunset
Unsubstantial misinterpretation
A glimpse of infinite reflection
Consequential failed alleviation
Rehearsed in the mirror of my shadow
Gather up your heart and go
The sweeter fruit still has to grow
Gather up your heart and go
The sweeter fruit still has to grow
Barren and empty untreaded water
Is no place for a fool to walk
Mischief and wonder hidden in the bushes for a
Shattered whisper from an angel
Gather up your heart and go
The sweeter fruit still has to grow
Gather up your heart and go
The sweeter fruit still has to grow
Confessions lead to misfortune
And creation only leads to treason
Wandering over, over your footsteps
Serenading your fragmented figure
Gather up your heart and go
The sweeter fruit still has to grow
Gather up your heart and go
The sweeter fruit still has to grow
Gather up your heart and go
The sweeter fruit still has to grow
Gather up your heart and go
The sweeter fruit still has to grow
Exhale and breathe in the silver sunset
