
The Moon
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- 1980s
- male vocalist
- heartland rock
- rock and roll
- alternative rock
- power pop
- electric guitar
- bass guitar
- drums (drum set)
Lyrics
Every year my sleepy little town puts on a summer festival
They decorate the streets with tacky lights and streamers
But nothing is quite like the moon
The giant, illuminated, moon
That's never the same size or shape each year
But always somehow looks the same to me
Last summer, four of us were bored
We came up with a plan
As ridiculous as anything we'd done
But we never thought we'd get far
'Cause adulthood was so very far away
Chorus 1
We flew down the streets on our bicycles
Beneath fireworks that lit up the sky
We looked in the windows of passing cars
We laughed as the moon nearly hit a sign
We carried that moon through the midnight air
And for once, the world just seemed fair
As we drove along, the moon began to wobble
And we all started laughing hysterically
And in the middle of the madness
I leaned over and kissed her, my first love
And she leaned in and she kissed me back
And she said, "I finally understand"
And I said, "This night has suspended time"
Chorus 2
We flew down the street in my old pickup
With fireworks reflecting in your eyes
I'll never forget that first sweet kiss
You leaned in and you made me believe
That the moon was our trophy of the night
And for once, the world just seemed right
Then, at the worst possible time
A secret came out that no one knew
A friend had been pretending
That everything was just fine
But when he finally confessed
He said, "This will end our friendship"
And we got mad and we got hurt
And we all tried to hold on to
One memory
Chorus 3
Four friends all driving different ways
Beneath fireworks that lit up our faces
We clung to the moon as our evidence
That for once, the world made some sense
Years later when I hear that summer song
Or I see that old picture of the moon
The memory comes like fireworks
And I know our friendship was imperfect
But it was real
Chorus 4
Beneath that moon from our vanished summer
We look back with our bittersweet smiles
That moon is my beacon from the past
And though we can never go back
I'm just so glad that we had it
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