Moon (feat. Newport News)

Unknown caller rang on my phone Called back, nothin' but the tone Late August, bout five past nine Too late for them to hit the line But who was there? Don't care, it's fine Left two chimes, I'll hit em back another time Back to the line, towing it it's no crime Long as you don't get caught A lot to speak on But best I be gone Along a steep night A high to see dawn If only I don't care They'll tell me to be there Running my mind corner to corner On free fare Something of the times Or the rhymes all feel just like I'm fooled Lost in some allure Hooked me, so subsumed But the moon is high A paler light on you and I It just feels right In this time The bitter things are sweet tonight Tonight Far from sleeping Dancing, moving