Shivaree Goodnight Moon lyrics

There's a nail in the door
And there's glass on the lawn
Tacks on the floor
And the TV is on
And I always sleep with my guns
When you're gone

There's a blade by the bed
And a phone in my hand
A dog on the floor
And some cash on the nightstand
When I'm all alone the dreaming stops
And I just can't stand

What should I do
I'm just a little baby
What if the lights go out and maybe
And then the wind just starts to moan
Outside the door he followed me home

Well goodnight moon
I want the sun
If it's not here soon
I might be done
No it won't be too soon 'til
I say
Goodnight moon...


El terror al eso que esta afuera... el miedo al desconocido que acecha tras el siguiente poste...
es tan asi? o sera el temor a encontrar lo que verdad se esconde dentro de cada uno?
Quizás, tras frases complicadas y diatribas rimbonbantes solo se esconda la imposibilidad de encontrase con el propio rostro... aquel que tanto se niega o se proyecta en otros...
asumirse uno mismo... asumir sus propias culpas... dominar la oscuridad interior para dominar la
exterior.