moon
Erica Freas Lyrics

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In comes your skin, under the covers and I know I'm sleeping
Sleeping and dreaming, too good to be true
Your voice on the line,
I won't change the channel, it keeps me from sleeping
A good night's rest, yeah, we've all missed a few

Looking out at the moon, looking out at the moon
If you break it up small, make it nothing at all, just a ticket to you

Must have been a dream, shrinking and growing your shadow beside me
Cut up by the shade of some familiar tree
Well, I've got bees for teeth,
But you opened your mouth and all the stars fell out
Burning holes through the hard parts of me

Looking out at the moon, looking out at the moon
If you break it up small make it
Nothing at all, make it— make it for soon
I can taste it that's all, a long distance call and a photo of you

Now we know what's a dream, steppin' and movin' so slowly it seems
Put together, what's you and what's me?
'Cause we've been on our knees in the shadow of time for all eternity
We painted the clouds in our shapes and we sing

Looking out at the moon, at that brilliant cocoon
Looking into the fury of now, never, soon
If you break it up small, it's nothing at all, make it take me to you.
Looking out at the moon, looking out at the moon
I can taste it that's all,
Yeah the yearn and the fall, what a long night will do

And I know you're at work so you probably won't hear it
But I just called the DJ and asked her to play you a song
Then set my mind to broadcast transmission and I hope you feel it
And say "Hey fuck you, Pat, you know, let's turn that radio on"

Looking out at the moon, looking out at the moon
I can taste it that's all,
Yeah the yearn and the fall, what a long night will do
Looking out at the moon, looking out at the moon
If you break it up small,
Make it nothing at all, make it take me to you
Yeah, you just break it up small till it

Fits in your palm like the daydreamers do
Yeah like the daydreamers do, yeah like the daydreamers do

Overall Meaning

The song "Moon" by Erica Freas is a reflection on a deep connection and longing for someone who is physically distant. It opens with the singer feeling the warmth and comfort of being under the covers with their lover, but also acknowledging that it may all be too good to be true. As they listen to their lover's voice on the phone to help them fall asleep, they lament the fact that a good night's rest is hard to come by.

The second verse is more dreamlike and surreal. The singer is unsure if what they experienced was even real, wondering if the shadow of their lover next to them was shrinking and growing. They describe having "bees for teeth," which suggests a feeling of discomfort or pain, but their lover's mouth opens and "all the stars fall out," leaving them awestruck. They then segue into a chorus of looking out at the moon and wanting to break it up small and make it nothing at all, so that it could just be a ticket to their lover.

The third verse has a more philosophical tone, exploring the nature of the self and how two people can come together. They describe being on their knees in the shadow of time for all eternity, suggesting a sense of humility and surrender. They then sing about painting the clouds in their shapes and singing, perhaps indicating a sense of creative and emotional expression that they share. The final chorus returns to the idea of looking out at the moon and feeling the yearn and the fall, but also hoping that through the power of music and transmission, their lover will hear the song and feel something too.

Overall, "Moon" is a reflective and intimate song that captures the complexities of a long-distance relationship and the way that the moon can serve as a symbol of longing and connection.

Line by Line Meaning

In comes your skin, under the covers and I know I'm sleeping
I feel your skin under the covers and it confirms that I am sleeping

Sleeping and dreaming, too good to be true
I am both sleeping and dreaming, but it seems too good to be true

Your voice on the line, I won't change the channel, it keeps me from sleeping
I hear your voice on the phone and I won't turn it off, as it prevents me from sleeping

A good night's rest, yeah, we've all missed a few
It's hard to get a good night's rest, as we all have missed it sometimes

Looking out at the moon, looking out at the moon If you break it up small, make it nothing at all, just a ticket to you
I gaze at the moon, breaking it down to a small size, so it's just like a ticket to you

Must have been a dream, shrinking and growing your shadow beside me Cut up by the shade of some familiar tree
It must have been a dream, where your shadow shrinks and grows beside me, obscured by the shade of a familiar tree

Well, I've got bees for teeth, But you opened your mouth and all the stars fell out Burning holes through the hard parts of me
I feel like I have bees for teeth, but when you open your mouth, all the stars come out and burn holes through me

Looking out at the moon, looking out at the moon If you break it up small make it Nothing at all, make it— make it for soon I can taste it that's all, a long distance call and a photo of you
I stare at the moon, breaking it down to a small size to make it seem closer and more attainable and I can almost taste a long distance call and a photo of you

Now we know what's a dream, steppin' and movin' so slowly it seems Put together, what's you and what's me? 'Cause we've been on our knees in the shadow of time for all eternity We painted the clouds in our shapes and we sing
Now we know what's a dream, moving so slowly it seems like we're stepping in place. We're now asking the question, what belongs to you and what belongs to me? We, who have been on our knees in the shadow of time forever, have painted shapes on clouds and sing.

Looking out at the moon, at that brilliant cocoon Looking into the fury of now, never, soon If you break it up small, it's nothing at all, make it take me to you.
I am now looking at the moon, a brilliant cocoon in the sky. It helps me face the present and future. If I break it up small, the moon is nothing at all, as it leads me to you.

And I know you're at work so you probably won't hear it But I just called the DJ and asked her to play you a song Then set my mind to broadcast transmission and I hope you feel it And say "Hey fuck you, Pat, you know, let's turn that radio on"
I acknowledge that you're at work and might miss it, but I requested the DJ to play you a song on the radio. I hope you feel the transmission anyway and say, 'Hey, Pat, let's turn on the radio'

I can taste it that's all, Yeah the yearn and the fall, what a long night will do Looking out at the moon, looking out at the moon If you break it up small, Make it nothing at all, make it take me to you
I can 'taste' it, the yearning and falling which are the effects of a long night. Looking at the moon, if I break it up small, it makes the distance to you seem nothing at all, leading me to you.

Yeah, you just break it up small till it Fits in your palm like the daydreamers do Yeah like the daydreamers do, yeah like the daydreamers do
You can just break it up small until it fits in your hand, like daydreamers do

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