Moonshoot Falls - Peter von Poehl

A lucky charm made of wind is all I have;

A jungle juice to shake my blood

Is what I need

I cried for the wolf that fed

Remus and Romulus

4/9 476 — time when she’s gone

Is thrown out of joint

The see-through bridge I crossed

Sank in my sleep

Now my freedom is just the meal

Of some twisted fish

All the roads lead to Rome

A spy wears Caesar’s crown

So, say, what’s your poison?

Time, when she’s gone

Is thrown out of joint

The slash in the ground is too deep

And the doctor’s gone

The cracks are all around Tiber’s bank

Who’s gonna take the fall?

I’ll wait with you on the other side

For better days to come

Right on the edge of mournful

Moonshot Falls

I’ve got a winter coat of wool

To hind my eyes

And a well-spiked cactus jack

That never lies

Springtime never saved so far

The one without a love

Whatever the hour — time

When she’s gone, is thrown out of joint

The slash in the ground is too deep

And the doctor’s gone

The cracks are all around Tiber’s bank

Who’s gonna take the fall?

I’ll wait with you on the other side

For better days to come

Right on the edge of mournful

Moonshot Falls