III. Blue Moon

I've never seen her walk anywhere where she didn't Walk with authority I feel her enter in my vicinity Before I ever see her walking near me She creeps along my periphery Before she allows our eyes to meet Her glances give the feeling that I've done something bad But she's the only one who knows and it's a secret she'll keep The rush is so warm, it's so instant It's hard to not crave the feeling Before my eyes have had their fill We're going back for seconds So baby give me some of your time Or I'll speak it into existence There's still a blue moon hangin' in the sky It may seem a bit archaic to build an altar And offer up an offering It's my experience if you don't sacrifice Your words won't carry any weight I'm here to tell you, friends, it's the weight that matters Intention made tangible is what I mean You can't pull anything from the Abyss or the Ether Without leaving something in its place Believe me, my words are heavy They could pull the moon from the sky I keep her in my pocket Like a pocket watch that controls the tide Baby give me some of your time Or I'll speak it into existence There's still a blue moon hangin' in the sky Blue moon shining in the night Fill her heart with love And grant me all my desires too As I will it, may it be so