NE-HI - Buried on the Moon lyrics

Ripped out chords And hang dog days Stuck in thorns With worn down haze But don't undo All that you knew It won't come through And lose its use Well come and make a record Like your dear old dad Yeah we'll give you all the money Then make you feel sad So you're reaching for the mettle And you touched it too soon Tore the rings out your pocket Now you're buried on the moon Buried on the moon Cut from roads and unthought ways Built on grounds just made to break But we'll undo all that we knew It won't come through And lose our use Now I'm wrapped up in lives so slow Under the guise I'm never wrong I sometimes wish that I could be Back again And when I sit there all alone Watching the Guns of Navarone I slip into scenes that maybe I'm Back again With my friends I'm back again But lost my friends, my friends, a friend, a friend