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The Desert Moon
John Denver aptly described a Rocky Mountain high. Can you do as well with a desert low?
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Godforsaken Desert Lows

He died in the winter of his 32nd year

Coming home to a place he'd never been before

He couldn't leave yesterday behind him

You might say he was dead all along

You might say he lost the keys to the door

When he first came to the desert his life was far away

Off the trails, hanging by a grain of sand

All his dreams broken and he wished he cared more

It keeps coming down and he won't last much more

In the Godforsaken Desert Lows

I've seen it snowing sand on the moon

The sunlight behind the night sky is louder than we know

Godforsaken Desert Lows (Godforsaken lows)

Godforsaken Desert Lows (God only knows)

He fell from idolic mountains

He hit the dusty roads below

He couldn't see everything he was meant to be

They say he went crazy

When the sand blocked the sun

He couldn't make friends with the moon or memories

Now we walk without him

With his desolation and dunes

Seeking forgiveness with every step we take

He lost sight of himself and we can't ever understand

The turbulence of a lost soul in wasted desert sands

In the Godforsaken Desert Lows

I've seen it snowing sand on the moon

Talked to God but he didn't reply

Godforsaken Desert Lows (Godforsaken lows)

Godforsaken Desert Lows (God only knows)

Now his life is full but it's over

And our hearts know a new kind of fear

Complicated hearts we can all understand

Weeping under mountains instead of climbing some more

We're all scarred from our own Godforsaken wars

In the Godforsaken Desert Lows

I've seen it snowing sand on the moon

I've seen a man lose his life too soon

Fuck these Wasted Desert Lows

Godforsaken Desert Lows

I've seen it snowing sand on the moon

Strangers around the campfire and everybody's low

We're all wasted in these Godforsaken Desert Lows