Man On The MoonJake Bugg

Last night the moon watched the seaAs he looked so sad.

His reflection told me the storyWhy he didn't speak a soundAnd all to do is weep come down.

I tried to ask him what he needsMoonlight paints my face.

And when he turned and looked to meStill we never speak a soundAnd all to do is weep come down.

And when the up comes to an endAnd all is last.

The moon will lose his only friendStill we never speak a soundAnd all to do is weep come down.

No more wordsLost in spaceIt's on his faceMan on the moon.