Moons pass, but the sun never rises
And something in the air says to eat what's on your plate
And maybe you're walking across an endless sheet of white beneath an almost endless night
You've never been so cold

But you feel something warm and bright

She's strange, she is so familiar
You just look at her back and your hair stands on its ends
And maybe she leads you to a garden and invites you to release your lips and bite
Through all that you've been told

You drink from a cup that is broken
And it's lonely in this crowd, guess you'll just walk home to bed
Maybe you're caught beneath a softly shifting sky and find that somehow just behind
Is every sacred thing you thought you'd sold

She's strange, she is so familiar
And something in the air says to eat what's on your plate
And maybe you're feeling a bit harder to excite, you're thinking maybe it's not right
You've never been so old

And maybe your walking 'cross a river late at night
friend you can't remember is standing softly at your side
And you feel the current pulling but you have no need to fight
Because you see yourself reflected in the water and her eyes

Look up
Look up tonight
She's dancing
The Northern Lights