In the thick of the narrows, I'm sharpening arrows
I try to leave it behind
But I never could share what I couldn't help care for
You hide where it's dark and it's wide
I shot the Moon
In the middle of June
I shot the Moon,
Not a minute too soon
Grace it is near me in the very next clearing
I might get there in time
I'm hoping my heroes aren't all smoke and mirrors,
Wise guy you'd better think twice!
I shot the Moon
In the middle of June
I shot the Moon,
Not a minute too soon
It's threatening Autumn, and I sink to the bottom
White light in a deep blue sky
It's always harder when you give up your armor
Capsize your head full of lies
I shot the Moon
In the middle of June
I shot the Moon,
Not a minute too soon!