No Moon
Iron & Wine Lyrics


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Black dog bit through the keeper's chain
Small and angry when the Devil came
Sold my soul like a pocket knife
There was no moon, there'll be no milk as sweet

Tomcat curled on a rabbit cage
Brittle fingers in the potter's clay
Sold my soul and I laid her down
There was no moon, there'll be no milk as sweet

Blue bird laughs on a fallen tree
Sunset burns on a quiet sea




Sold my soul and they ran me down
There was no moon, there'll be no milk as sweet

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Iron & Wine's song No Moon are shrouded in a sense of mystery and darkness. The opening lines, "Black dog bit through the keeper's chain, Small and angry when the Devil came," reflects the idea of demons lurking in the shadows and the constant struggle between good and evil.


The singer of the song seems to have made a deal with the devil, which is evident from the lines "Sold my soul like a pocket knife," and "Sold my soul and I laid her down." The lyrics might be alluding to the concept of the Faustian bargain, where one exchanges their soul for power, fame, or wealth.


The repetition of the line "There was no moon, there'll be no milk as sweet" throughout the song is a reminder of the consequences of the deal with the devil. It is a belief held by some that a full moon is necessary to make sweet milk, and the absence of the moon signifies the loss of sweetness or innocence. Symbolically, the lack of the moon could stand for a slow and inevitable decline into darkness, as the singer struggles to come to terms with the bargain they have made.


Line by Line Meaning

Black dog bit through the keeper's chain
A fierce dog broke free from its chain and attacked its keeper


Small and angry when the Devil came
The Devil arrived in a small, menacing form


Sold my soul like a pocket knife
The singer made a deal with the Devil, trading their soul as casually as a pocket knife


There was no moon, there'll be no milk as sweet
The lack of a moon represents the absence of light and guidance in the artist's life, and they will no longer find joy in things they once used to enjoy


Tomcat curled on a rabbit cage
A lazy cat rested atop a cage that held helpless prey


Brittle fingers in the potter's clay
The singer's frail fingers struggled to mold clay, representing a difficulty in creating something new


Sold my soul and I laid her down
The singer gave up their soul in exchange for a specific desire, and afterwards they felt defeated and useless


There was no moon, there'll be no milk as sweet
The absence of light and guidance continues to affect the artist, causing them to lose their enjoyment in life


Blue bird laughs on a fallen tree
A peaceful bird finds humor in the destruction around them


Sunset burns on a quiet sea
The beauty of the sunset is intensified by its serenity


Sold my soul and they ran me down
The singer's loss of their soul has led to great hardship and feeling of being hunted


There was no moon, there'll be no milk as sweet
The artist's lack of guidance and joy continues to worsen as they face more obstacles




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: SAMUEL ERVIN BEAM

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