New Moon

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Sam Gelfand

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"I ain't going home empty-handed"
Suggests a faceless voice from the blackened void beyond
It had the face of a great white and a smile of broken glass
And morals as spotty as the stars against the obsidian twilight
(A broken sky)

Creeping under streetlights
Having a good time
(You'll never know
You'll never know)
Freedom is a vice
In the dead of the moonlight
(Nowhere to go
Nowhere to go)
Whiskey in my veins
Hand over the reins
Your money or your life although
I believe they're one and the same
My conscience bears the load
As I watch the new moon glow

The voice snuffed a cigarette with the heel of its boot
Flagrantly flaunting the local ordinance sign
"How can you have fun if you don't break a few rules?" It said
Even a broken man's right twice a day
Did she scream for assistance or merely into the void?
The reason doesn't matter, as she received no reply
This is the period when the wolves are on the prowl
And the monsters are no longer kept at bay

Creeping under streetlights
Having a good time
(You'll never know
You'll never know)
Freedom is a vice
In the dead of the moonlight
(Nowhere to go
Nowhere to go)
Whiskey in my veins
Hand over the reins
Your money or your life although
I believe they're one and the same
My conscience bears the load
As I watch the new moon glow

Watch out!

It was at this moment that the heavens unloaded
With precipitous timing a torrent of rain
The voice briefly illuminated by the flashes of lightning
Yet never drowned out by the raucous claps of thunder
"There is no deliverance for you," the voice said
"There are no heroes to be found here
Only two types of people roam these streets
Those that want, and those that get
And you know which kind I am"

The voice does not tell itself it's a hero
It revels in its depraved and despicable debauchery
Perhaps its primal nature is predisposed
To acts of wanton theft and violence
But that's juxtaposed by the most curious phenomena
'Cause when the voice stepped out of its shadowy habitat
Finally submitting to the pillar of light overhead
She gazed upon its face like a jeweler cutting a gem
And the fear she felt was consuming and cosmic
More shocking than the lightning dancing through the clouds
The face of the thing which goes bump in the night
Pierced her with eyes resembling her own

Creeping under streetlights
Having a good time
(You'll never know
You'll never know)
Freedom is a vice
In the dead of the moonlight
(Nowhere to go
Nowhere to go)
Whiskey in my veins
Hand over the reins
Your money or your life although
I believe they're one and the same
My conscience bears the load
As I watch the new moon glow
As I watch the new moon glow

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