Red Moon - Big Thief

Red moon is rising like a fire in me

So many questions, she asks them all to me

I have to answer most curiously

Scarlet angel, I am too small to see

Earner, shuffle round the big city

Burning her rubber down, crossing the hot concrete

I’m gonna leave town, there is someone to meet

She turns her head around a full three-sixty

Red room, rising from an old growth tree

They got the saw mill, cut her the twelve-inch beast

Building up the pattern, the reservoir to fill your dreams

Rings like Saturn telling their old story

Windmills turn and turn eternally

What do you yearn for?

Where do you long to be?

I’ve been here before, looking at the wild country

Open the screen door, talking with Diane Lee

That’s my grandma!

Radio singing from the corner of the kitchen

I got the oven on, I got the onions wishing

They had made me cry, filling the sink with dishes

Letting them air dry, waiting for the wind’s permission

Too many movies got me shivering and shy

Turning the lights out, pissing in the owl’s eye

Shimmer like lightning under the violet sky

Glimmer like diamonds watching the red moon rise