Ghost of the Pine - Warm Like the Sun Lyrics

To the East of the evening
Thoughts slip away
West toward the sun
I took my bag and my jacket
I hit the road
With the tip of my thumb

Life's a temporary
Trip round the sun
Although it's not designed for everyone
It's a page of fiction
In the palm of your hand
Moon rises North
The tide it understands

I made it South to her season
Close to the vine
Warm like the sun
She's works late 'till I see her
We've got the night to ramble on

Dog Days
Swept away the feline features
From your face
Of who you were is a shadow cast
From a strange familiar grace

Go with the flow
Floating across
A pale moonlight
Go with flow
Complexion is soft
On moonlight drive

Beyond the pale moonlight