The Moon - Ezra Furman, The Harpoons

I stayed up late listening to the Ronettes

Thinking about teenage nights and car headlights

And the heaviest of passionate breaths

It’s all tumbling down, I think we’re coming around

We got the greatest moments of our lives

Recorded in stereo sound

Leaves in fall and buildings tall

A million people at night looking up at the sky

Like a big blank wall

A booming hive on Lake Shore Drive

All the bugs crawl along with the radio on

And they’re just keeping the queen alive

My heart sinks at the sunrise

My hands are moving clockwise

It’s hard to explain the phenomenal pain

It’s reflected in your eyes

I wanna be one of the good guys

Gimme a call when your car’s just over the state line

And the moon’s so important you can see it in the daytime

I’ll give you my heart when the Beat Beat Beating is stable

And the world unfolds like a map on a table

Blazing flames and Biblical names

Little kids on the lawn with their sunglasses on

And the answers always come out the same

You waste your time and you kill your mind

But the world looks best with Harpoons in your chest

And staggering across the assembly line

My heart’s filled with guitar notes

My mind is covered in bar codes

It’s tough to describe the phenomenal vibe

We’re just going to rock shows

Can’t figure it out.

Only the moon knows