A Monday morning earthquake. Another week to back break. Keep him alive all the day. High and dry I wonder will he survive. I broke a mirror and it started us out. It was an all night shelter of love. He swallowed down another fantasy pill. To give himself a push and a shove. Tonight's the night he's going to jump the moon. I hope it'll never crush a man to soon. He's just an image of a lie tonight. He's just a press we follow. Live today like he'll be gone tomorrow. Another daylight foreigner. He's just a weekend warrior. Come Monday play like anyone. Not around and turned around. He only listens to the voice in his head. That separate the truths from the lies. A wounded creature that just won't fall down. You can tell by the look in his eyes. Tonight's the night he's going to jump the moon. I hope it'll never crush a man to soon. He's just an image of a lie tonight. He's just a press we follow. Live today like he'll be gone tomorrow. Whoa... He's flying high with his silver spoon. OH... He's here to try to jump the jump the. yeah! jump the moon. Tonight's the night he's going to jump the moon. I hope it'll never crush a man to soon. He's just an image of a lie tonight. He's just a press we follow. Live today like he'll be gone tomorrow. Oh!. Tonight's the night he's going to jump the moon. He's just an image of a lie tonight. He's just a press we follow. Live today like he'll be gone tomorrow