Crying For The Moon

It's like a burning bush on Mount Horeb
Should I do something for them?
Nah, I don't think so

This is not magic
This is our classic way to make a sound, so don't panic
Is this strange? Is it out of your range?
I just cut chain, if I had to explain
A state of anarchy, get me a walkie talkie
Out of the way now, we are coming through
I know no one is waiting for you

Wait, did I miss something? I'm still not satisfied
I heard footsteps, someone is approaching me
Can it be justified?
What is this voice in my head

I can sing, I can think
I can blink and I can see things
I can eat, I can feel
I can kneel and stand up on my feet
I can walk, I can talk, I can smoke
What am I worried about?

I am just crying for the Moon

All I'm missing is the locked door
I heard the key is what you're looking for
If I need it less, you need it more
You might want to be ignored

Take what you need, take what you want
Then you'll hear footsteps, someone is approaching you
Even if you try to take it back, they will find your tracks

I can sing, I can think
I can blink and I can see things
I can eat, I can feel
I can kneel and stand up on my feet
I can walk, I can talk, I can smoke
What am I worried about?
I am just crying for the Moon

You should do this now or never
Because past is just a memory
Future is a daydream
I can sing
I can scream