Cut the bonds with the moon   And let the dogs gather   Burn the gauze in the spoon   And suck the poison up   And bleed      Shut the door to the moon   And let the birds gather   Play no more with the fool   And let the souls wander   And bleed   From the soul      A slow hurt, and it breaks us   And so down   Down, down and so plain   So down   When you play some more it seems so   And my friends are past this game   Of breakdowns   And our friends that are lost at sea   Throw down   And I'll break the wasted space   Slow down, slow down   If you don't slow down, slow down   If you don't slow down, slow      Cut the bonds with the moon   And watch the dogs gather