Who Hung the Moon Video (MV)

She walks out with the wind
The psilocybin it starts to kick in
She gives it away with a glance and a grin
Before she leaves the room

I am young as a child
Resting my head on the pillow I smile
Lost in the moment I hold it a while
Before she's gone too soon

Staring at stars and trying my hand
Thinking the thoughts of a useless man

Young and wild and growing old too soon
And asking the questions like
Who Hung The Moon

Under a blanket of infinite time
Drunk on the air and the taste of the wine

Young and wild and growing old too soon
And asking the questions like
Who Hung the Moon