Just like the Moon, that silver nail Holdin' the sky above the world Your face, a song, half lit by fire Lights up the world and its desire You can't see past the mountain in your way Your triple's growing higher every day That silver nail, that tempered fate Those days ahead will have to wait The Moon keeps disappearing around each turn The dream is lost with every tricky word When you feel that nothing's real And you can't sleep, that's when you call me The steady hands and joke amend Are reliable, that's what you call it Some baby blue answered your door It could've been you, I couldn't be sure I stepped aside and you said: Take care Shouldn't we move? Isn't that fair? There's a piece that we never lost and we never found Shaking that tree and still no fruit came down When you feel that nothing's real And you can't sleep, that's when you call me The steady hand, and joke amend Reliable, that's what you call it We patronized and then we saved the men That's what you call it [?] Enough, was just good enough, only then That's what you call it Moon of my night with that silver nail Ooh, silver light shot through the veil Above my world that hangs from a wire What will I do when it all catches fire? You may call, but I won't be around I can't pick up 'cause I just can't put you down