Black Moon Creeping
The Black Crowes Lyrics


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Sleeping eyes stay awhile
Let me get to know your language
If I believe all I see
It would be all around for the dawn

Sleeping eyes stay awhile
Give me some cause to rejoice
Parody of the scene
Three wishes were granted to me

What you got buried in your backyard?
Secret do you sleep with, black moon's come
What you got buried in your backyard?
Secret do you sleep with, black moon's come

Sleeping eyes, please come clean
Ain't giving you third degree
When you live, no man's time
Hard to find peace of mind

Sleeping eyes, do not cry
Do not pretend this is not an end
'Cause your history, well, it seems
Has been swept out with the leaves

What you got buried in your backyard?
Secret do you sleep with, black moon's come
What you got buried in your backyard?
Secret do you sleep with, black moon's come

What you got buried in your backyard?




Secret do you sleep with, black moon's come
What you got buried, buried, buried, buried

Overall Meaning

The Black Crowes' song Black Moon Creeping appears to be about someone trying to get to know a person on a deeper level. The lyrics suggest that the person speaking wants to know more about the other person's past, their secrets, and what might be buried in their backyard. The phrase "sleeping eyes stay awhile" could mean the person is asking the other to wait and not rush into revealing everything at once, but instead to gradually share their experiences and allow themselves to be vulnerable. The line "parody of the scene, three wishes were granted to me" seems to suggest that the person has been granted something from the universe or a supernatural being, but they are skeptical if it is real or just a "parody."


As the song progresses, the lyrics become more ominous as the black moon rises, indicating that something is about to be exposed. The line "a secret do you sleep with, black moon's come" could imply that the person has been hiding something in their subconsciousness, and now that the black moon is out, it's time to confront these secrets. The final line, "what you got buried, buried, buried, buried" is a repeated metaphor that suggests that the person's secrets or past are deeply buried, but they will eventually come to light.


Interestingly, the Black Crowes have said that the inspiration for this song came from a trip they took to a haunted mansion in Georgia. The lyrics were written after they had explored the mansion and heard stories about the previous owners' mysterious disappearance. The song's dark and cryptic vibe was meant to reflect the eeriness they experienced in the mansion.


Line by Line Meaning

Sleeping eyes stay awhile
Please try to be attentive to me for a bit


Let me get to know your language
Allow me to understand your ways of communicating and expressing yourself


If I believe all I see
If I trust everything my eyes take in understanding truth wholly may be difficult


It would be all around for the dawn
The reality will come to light eventually


Give me some cause to rejoice
Please give me something to be happy or grateful about


Parody of the scene
An imitation or exaggeration of the current situation or environment


Three wishes were granted to me
I had the fortune of having three desires granted


What you got buried in your backyard?
What kind of secret are you hiding?


Secret do you sleep with, black moon's come
A hidden truth that you hold onto while a difficult or confrontational situation is arising


Sleeping eyes, please come clean
Please be honest and upfront with me


Ain't giving you third degree
I am not going to interrogate you intensively


When you live, no man's time
When you are alive, it is tough to perceive the passage of time


Hard to find peace of mind
It is challenging to achieve a sense of mental calmness or serenity


Sleeping eyes, do not cry
Please do not be upset


Do not pretend this is not an end
Please do not feign ignorance or denial that this is the conclusion


'Cause your history, well, it seems
Because it appears that a lot of your past has been forgotten or overlooked


Has been swept out with the leaves
It seems like your history is being forgotten or disregarded


What you got buried, buried, buried, buried
What have you buried? What secrets are you hiding?




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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

Limits98

Lyrics

Sleeping eyes
Sleep awhile
And let me get to 
Know your language
If I believe all I see
I would hate to be 
Around for the dawn
Sleeping eyes
Stay awhile
And give me some 
Cause to rejoice
A parody 
Yes,
Of the scene
Where my three wishes 
Were granted to me

What you got buried? 
In your backyard
What secret do you sleep 
With when the
Black moon come
Said
What you got buried? 
In your backyard
What secret do you sleep 
With when the
Black moon come

Sleeping eyes
Please come clean
I'm not giving you 
The third degree
When you live with 
No man's time
Ain't it hard to find 
Some peace of mind
Sleeping eyes
Don't you cry
And don't pretend this 
Is not an ending
Your history
Yes it seems
Has been swept out
With the leaves

What you got buried? 
In your backyard
What secret do you sleep 
With when the
Black moon come
Said
What you got buried? 
In your backyard
What secret do you sleep 
With when the
Black moon come

Yeah
What you got buried? 
In your backyard
What secret do you sleep 
With when the
Black moon come
Said
What you got 
Oh
What you got
What you got buried? 
What you gonna do when 
The black moon
Black moon
Black moon come
Oh
Tell me what you're gonna do 
Ooh
Yeah
Yeah
Tell me
Tell me what you're gonna do
When the black moon
Come creeping on down
Oh yeah
Ooh



All comments from YouTube:

Paul Snively

This is a shockingly sophisticated piece, with an antiphonal part and ending with a straightforward, but seemingly out of place, gospel exhortation. It ranges from angry to sad to pleading. Just amazing.

Clayton Thomas

The music. The message. This is my favorite Crowes song. Side B in its entirety will leave you shook.

Nichols Jason

I love it. This album is a masterpiece. Every single second.

russell powers

The best song off of one of the best albums of the 90's. Can't go wrong with that!

Vanessa Faulkner

I concur

longfellowrocked

Oh my god what a bad ass song this still is. That bass, that rhythm, that nasty ass harp and guitar, and Chris singing those lyrics... This song and every song on Southern Harmony and Musical Companion is a great example of southern rock at its best. 

Mad Mig

longfellowrocked It's American Music. Born and Raised!

Music Lover

yes! Perfect in every way

Limits98

Lyrics

Sleeping eyes
Sleep awhile
And let me get to 
Know your language
If I believe all I see
I would hate to be 
Around for the dawn
Sleeping eyes
Stay awhile
And give me some 
Cause to rejoice
A parody 
Yes,
Of the scene
Where my three wishes 
Were granted to me

What you got buried? 
In your backyard
What secret do you sleep 
With when the
Black moon come
Said
What you got buried? 
In your backyard
What secret do you sleep 
With when the
Black moon come

Sleeping eyes
Please come clean
I'm not giving you 
The third degree
When you live with 
No man's time
Ain't it hard to find 
Some peace of mind
Sleeping eyes
Don't you cry
And don't pretend this 
Is not an ending
Your history
Yes it seems
Has been swept out
With the leaves

What you got buried? 
In your backyard
What secret do you sleep 
With when the
Black moon come
Said
What you got buried? 
In your backyard
What secret do you sleep 
With when the
Black moon come

Yeah
What you got buried? 
In your backyard
What secret do you sleep 
With when the
Black moon come
Said
What you got 
Oh
What you got
What you got buried? 
What you gonna do when 
The black moon
Black moon
Black moon come
Oh
Tell me what you're gonna do 
Ooh
Yeah
Yeah
Tell me
Tell me what you're gonna do
When the black moon
Come creeping on down
Oh yeah
Ooh

Paul Cerminara

The guitar intro is classic. Southern rock, attitude, crace and charm. These guys are like live bugs and moonshine.

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