It's 4 a.m. inside the shell
She's lit the lanterns of the citadel
Sister Moon she's 22
Lived all her life in a satellite
Counting planets passing by

CHORUS:
Sister moon - wheel of confusion
Would you turn it all around for me?
Sister Moon - Bliss of seclusion
Would you throw it all away for me?
Sister moon – ohhhh – yeah

What's so soothing in either's drone
Waits for the morning on a telephone
Doesn't say but every day
She scans the news with telepathic eye
TV, the strips, death notices

CHORUS:
Sister moon - wheel of confusion
Would you turn it all around for me?
Sister Moon - Bliss of seclusion
Would you throw it all away for me?

She sleeps
With boxful of beads
Keeping them covered in darkness
She sleeps
With so many seacrets
Keeping them covered in the dark

Sister Moon

[Ville & Girl moaning something]

CHORUS:
Sister moon - wheel of confusion
Would you turn it all around for me?
Sister Moon - wheel of confusion
Would you throw it all away for me?
Sister moon – ohhhh – yeah

She sleeps...

With boxful of beads...

Keeping them covered...

In the darkness...

She sleeps...
(Fading)