Wide eyes at the moon
All they want is to be loved
And to be somebody else
Sad bloodsuckers
Standing tall in the mirrors
But crying when they don't see themselves
Wishing they can wipe their eyes
And have the faith to run
Skipping with a smile straight into the morning sun
Every cold winter night there's a smile somewhere
Brothers, sisters dancing in the rain
Decomposing trying
Just trying to ease the pain
The red sun's nothing is something or other
But some other evil lovers try to do nothing but complain
Trying to do nothing but just try to ease the pain
Wishing they can wipe their eyes
And have the faith to run
Skipping with a smile straight into the morning sun
At least I'm trying
Into the morning sun
Where everything begun
Into morning sun
Straight out of town
Way down into
Straight out into
The morning sun
The Shivas deliver a set of righteous three-chord wonders with a mean streak that will always be to the tastes of a certain doomy subset of ‘60s rock fans. Bandcamp Album of the Day Oct 29, 2019