Red Rose, Black, Words and Music By Brian McCaskill

Words and Music by Brian McCaskil


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Only If the Moon


Nico




The Moonlight knows not of my life,
It whispers answers that I can not hear,
Smiles when I can not see,
Knows Ideas and truths I can not be.

The winter song of hollow jokes
are warm when wrapped around me,
I took a walk to find what it is
the moonlight knows and breathes,
And I'll walk till time says "no more."

Angel Smell and Angel Blue,
the son of mother nature flew,
to tell us something else the moonlight knew.
the stench of heaven as the path grew light.
I starred and I crawled to find my way,
till morning came, as the moonlight drifted away.