Vine Ferreira:
Somewhere far along this road, he lost his soul.
Vine Ferreira:
In the night, I hear 'em talk the coldest story ever told.
Vine Ferreira:
Moon.
Vine Ferreira:
Crepúsculo.
Vine Ferreira:
Blue moon.
Vine Ferreira:
Yellow moon.
Vine Ferreira:
Moon of the day.
Vine Ferreira:
I see you on the dark side of the moon
Vine Ferreira:
The moon outside my room.
Vine Ferreira:
Lua da manhã.