Moon Killer

This song won’t leave my brain alone. In much the same way that Small Black’s “Despicable Dogs,” that impeccable track from their early EP, moved me, so does “Moon Killer.”

I don’t know precisely what it is. There is some kind of intricate, labyrinthine reason I am filled with a longing for that promised land. Who will go? Who will enter? Who will prepare? Who will show the rest of us how? Those who put their gifts to use. Those who labor on, honing bright fragments of the firmament into the jigsaw pieces of a sublime vision.

Never Make You Try Never Make You Try

Up in the morning & Out the door
One of mystery
One of heaven’s bored
God is lifted
She says you’re the one
Good for nothing servant of the bunch

There’s an ugly way to do things
Here’s the tools I’ve laid them out for you

Never Make You Try
Never Make You Try

Here’s the tools I laid them out for you

Touching them but don’t know how to use

I hear there’s a better way to do it
I hear there’s a better way to do it
You hear there’s a better way to do it

You want to put the work in, but
I’ll Never Make You Try
Never Make You Try

There’s an ugly way to do things
Here’s the tools I’ve laid them out for you

Never Make You Try
Never Make Your Try
One try, Moon Killer
One try, Moon Killer

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