Letras:
Face To Face Shoot The Moon

What happened to our dumb plans? Did we lose them once again? Did we change? Did we win? I don't think so Was it ever a good idea? Was it really necessary

told myself it wouldn't be too long And I believed in everyone And everything they told me And I believed that anything Anything was possible Shoot the moon Shoot the moon Shoot the moon

myself it wouldn't be too long And I believed in everyone And everything they told me And I believed that anything Anything was possible Shoot the moon Shoot the moon Shoot the moon

just hand over control all the space and all the time yea it all just passed you by You've been so many places (woah) and i know the feel of wearing different faces

to a certain exstend ni**as ain't worth s**t Cops and ride d**k permits I heard this and heard that About them O-U-T Lawz Some of them soldiers got shot

alit And shooting stars portents of rips I ascended to spur A mere glimpse of murmur From her precious celestial lips Be it sun to your moon ?Be it moon

her Pushing her white face into the mirror Aching inside me And turn me round Just like the old days Just like the old days Caressing an old man And painting a lifeless face

enough to go to the club Or the corner pub and lift the whole liquor counter up Cause I'm raising the bar, I shoot for the moon But I'm too busy gazing

Sanford and Son, working the graveyard shift. At a party store, rolling a spliff. I'm behind the glass I see crackheads all night. But tonight the moon