Lyrics Shoot the Moon - Liz Cooper & the Stampede

Wasted with the loons on a ripe blueberry hill
Swinging for the tallest fences but we fall too soon
Tangled up and twisted like the pages that we burn
So we breathe in that old fire and aim to shoot the moon
Even if it seems futile we′ve got nothing to lose
Cross our hearts and hope to die, we cross our fingers too
Taking off our clothes we dive into the freckled sky and everything is
Light
We start lifting off the ground, starry eyed never coming down
Shoot the moon
Shoot the moon
Acid in the afternoon and coffee in the night
Buzzing passed our demons blowing kisses out of spite
They'll be coming for us soon if we don′t fight the fright
So we fuel up that old fire and aim to shoot the moon
Gather round the crystals and the candles we pray to
Cross our hearts and hope to die we cross our fingers too
Taking off our clothes we dive into the freckled sky and everything is
Light
We start lifting off the ground starry eyed never coming down
Shoot the moon
Shoot the moon
Shoot the moon
Shoot the moon