I'm on a sugar bend
For my third night in
My new home
Little Alamo, a better fitting skin
I've got a window show
And an afterglow
All night long
Bamboo shadow song, treehouse temple wind
It's just my age
I'm writing off the page
And losing money
Somewhere in the race
I must've found the way
To Heaven
I know
That everything you're waiting for
Will come and go
And on
(Strange laughing moon)
They go
(Angel clowns in the room)
And on
(Strange laughing)
Under the sky parade
And my yesterdays
You say low
"Love you tomorrow, love you 'til Tuesday"
I'm always late
Projecting love and hate
When God is calling
And she kneels to say
"I've got another day
Where Sunday Follies
Can go
And live between the marble arch and gazebo"
And on
(Strange laughing moon)
They go
(Angel clowns in the room)
And on
(Strange laughing)
(Strange laughing
Strange laughing
Strange laughing moon)