Letras
I miss the red moons of Hondo
and phosphorescent trees
I miss the silver river's flow
the seas of gasoline
but what I really miss the most,
much to my surprise
was red moonlight
reflecting in your eyes
I miss the pointed prickled beasts
that scurry in the night
I miss the swooping laser hawks
and furry troglodytes
but what I really miss the most
much to my surprise
is red moonlight
reflecting in your eyes
reflecting in your eyes
our planet made of plague
and (moons?) that would soon burn away
reflecting in your eyes
our home world's sad demise
reflecting in your eyes
oooooooooooooooh
oooh oooh oooh
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
oooo-oo-ooooh
I miss the good food of Hondo
like pickled pepper snacks
I miss the taste of fresh paste based
the blue moon berry frappes
but what I really missed the most
much to my surprise
was red moonlight reflecting in your eyes
I miss the floating emerald towers
that line the city skies
I miss the rocket buses
the taxi cabs that fly
but what I really miss the most
much to my surprise
was red moonlight reflecting in your eyes
reflecting in your eyes
our planet made of plague
and moons that would soon burn away
reflecting in your eyes
our home world's sad demise
reflecting in your eyes
your many, many eyes
your many, many eyes