So tell me sister is it our aim to make a clean break
And just a whisper will see us remain as we are and as we were?
And if that big black moon comes
And leaves us crestfallen
We can rely on the joy in staying so
So tell me sister are we to resist all the pressures of day
That make a wish for a chance to exist as we are and as we were?
And if that big black moon climbs
And leaves us crestfallen
We can rely on the joy of staying so
If that big black moon climbs
And leaves us crestfallen
We can rely on the joy of staying so