Why'd you cut holes in the face of the moon base?   Don't you know about the temperature change   In the cold black shadow?   Are you mad at your walls   Or hoping that an unknown force can repair things for you?   Pardon all the time that you've thrown into your pale grey garden?   If the ship will never come you've got to move along      Even a bird would want a taste of dirt from abyssal dark   The prick of a feather could make a kingdom burn and the bloodshed start   The falling apart   Made me a shadow in the shape of wonder   The waves of black   If she's going under I can hold my breath till the sky comes back   Or drown like a rat, rat, rat   He's a rat!      To catch a monster   We make a movie   Set the tempo   And cut and cut its brains out   It will inspire on the burning pyre   Half the distance   Half the motion   Communication   It's easy as the ocean