Future Folk - Moons of Hondo lyrics

I miss the red moons of Hondo And phosphorescent trees I miss the silver rivers flow To seas of gasoline But what I really miss the most Much to my surprise Was red moonlight Reflecting in your eyes I miss the pointed prickle beasts That scurry in the night I miss the swooping laser hawks And furry trilobites But what I really miss the most Much to my surprise Was red moonlight Reflecting in your eyes Reflecting in your eyes Our planet made of clay And moons that would soon burn away Reflecting in your eyes Our home world's sad demise Reflecting in your eyes (Ooh) I miss the good food of Hondo Like pickled pepper snaps I miss the taste of fresh base paste And blue moon berry frappes But what I really miss the most Much to my surprise was red moonlight Reflecting in your eyes I miss the floating emerald towers That line the city skies I miss the rocket buses And taxi cabs that fly But what I really miss the most Much to my surprise Was red moonlight Reflecting in your eyes Reflecting in your eyes Our planet made of clay And moons that would soon burn away Reflecting in your eyes Our home world's sad demise Reflecting in your eyes Your many many eyes Your many many eyes