body lines fluid in static heat thoughts buzzing like flies around meat land hereland there quick circles in the air i m riding smooth but just a little slow waiting for the moon waiting for the moon to show leather faced old men by the caf wall kids in the surf splashing with a soccer ball i gaze through curved lens trying to identify the sky s end little spots on the horizon into gunboats grow waiting for the moon waiting for the moon to show might be a partymight be a war when those faceless sailors come ashore speculation is a waste of time you wanna go and have a glass of wine whatever s coming there s no place else to go waiting for the moon waiting for the moon to show