Bianca Casady & The C.i.A - Lordess Moon lyrics

Oh Lordess up there, supportith who dare Naked and rare, her primal beauty She stares down below, casting silver shadows Painting o'er the meadows dewy drunken fellows She'll craft you in tears a melancholy antidote She'll craft you in tears rain puddle mirrors But don't fall in when you're looking down The watergra** moves soundlessly She'll beg you in to come and dance The river's laugh, she will intrance Is it the wind or the soul who's knocking? Let me out, let me in again The river's mouth is full of secrets Feathers from the winter birds