Initial - Pinkshinyultrablast

The moon’s staring at your face bridal veil of lace

Shine-shine-shine bright through the night

It’s pregnant with your word with a missing chord

High-high-high-high in the sky

Sang to night and day, lost along the way

Hear a cry-cry in the night

Waited on for years pockets full of fears

We glide-glide-glide on through the night