In The Craters On The Moon
If the strange proves too much
Give up right away
If the light hurts your eyes
Stay in your room all day
When the room fills with smoke
Lie down on the floor
In the declining years of a long war
When the blood's in the water
And the shark's gonna come
And we swing in the dark
Until our bodies are numb
Lying desert rats in the moonlight
Too far from shore
In the declining years of a long war
Empty room with a light bulb
When the phone starts to ring
Everybody gets nervous
Nobody says anything
Next to someone's initials show up on the door
I think I'm gonna crack
Can't live like this anymore
Ugly things in the darkness
Worse things in store
In the declining years of a long war, oh
