Face in the Moon

How hard How hard am I gonna throw This rope around the goat How hard How hard am I gonna go Away from home I could lasso the moon Squeeze my thighs fingers clenched tight Jump and swing through the stars Step out of sculpted cars in stressful gowns Splash in the deep It'll never feel like it did in the Dyberry Creek Two different Natures are pulling at me Contradicting instincts to break the filly Spicy and green, no pedigree But showing promise Promise me You could lasso my moon It will take muscle to hold me down Show me the morning I'll moan you a tune DreamWorks boy better grow up Better see what he's been sitting on Still fishing for nothing Fisher-Price life ain't going to cut it Fishing for nothing How hard How hard am I gonna throw This rope around my throat How hard How hard am I gonna crush The moon beneath my boot