Concubine - Flower Moon
Concubine concubine I see you
concubine concubine like the dew
concubine say you'll be mine
wine flows from you fingers
still in line still in line
waiting on some souvenir
As the wind blows me out across the water
I spread my wings and take flight
just like our daughter
she is the seed she is the sin she the love she is our end
underneath this flower moon
blink deep dive
blink deep dive
blink deep dive
under this
Blink deep dive
Blink deep dive
Blink deep dive
under this flower moon