What The Moon Does - Ben Howard

Oh, Anne-Marie, with your chain

Come to me, make me sane

Feed the dog, walk a mile

Speak it simple, make me smile

Tell me a thought, tell me beautiful things

Like how the river bends in a wild wood creek

Am I making history?

Am I working out?

Only what the moon does to the devout

And I may be floating through memory

We may be the broken wings on a butterfly

But didn’t we dream big

Once or twice

And that’s just fine

Oh, Anne-Marie

Oh, Anne-Marie, with your chain

Come to me, make me sane

Feed the dog, walk a mile

Speak it simple, make me smile

Tell me a thought, tell me beautiful things

Like how the river bends in a wild wood creek

And I may be floating through memories

We may be the broken wings on a butterfly

But didn’t we dream big

Once or twice

Threw a ribbon at the night

Broke a candle, bathed in light

While all around us

Real life flashed at the window

Oh, oh

You didn’t

You didn’t have to tell me

I knew it always

You didn’t

You didn’t have to tell me

I knew it always

Oh, Anne-Marie, with your chain

Come to me, make me sane

Feed the dog, walk a mile

Most things now make me smile

Am I making history?

Am I working out?

Only what the moon does to the devout