Six moons

You stood there right in front of me
Like destiny, mm
Or maybe a portent of that death at 28 I dreamed
Dilated and clean

Into the mirror
On mushrooms
They say don’t look at your face
But I did it anyway
And who was I kiddin'
I wasn’t ready
For you

You stood there right in front of me
With my naivety spilling
Held to the light, a sad brass melody ran down my cheeks
I was singing to you
Shadow diving deep

Into the mirror
Dirty bathroom
I could barely see my face
But I kept staring anyway
Man, who was I kiddin'
I wasn’t ready
For you
You stood there right in front of me
Like an acid dream, mm
This time there were six moons and five of them began to gleam
Onе stayed dark and lost
I think it’ll always be

And in the mirror
Whеre our eyes bloom
I said: Don’t look at my face
But you saw me anyway
And who was I kiddin'
I wasn’t ready
For you
Who was I kiddin'
I wasn't ready
For you