Cara Let The Moon lyrics - Blues Traveler

When Brooklyn breaks into Saturday

The club rats scurrying away

And closing out and closing in

It's rare that something then begins

With promises like shining lights

Amidst the dawn of dying night

Through ringing amps and flattened beer

And all my cues for getting out of here

But Cara let the moon come in

And windowsills again have room

Cara let the moon come in

And for a time I'm high as noon

Cara let the moon come in

And I was sad I had to run

But Cara let the moon come in

And past upon the evening sun

Now I'm an old and broken me

Too many rides upon the wind

That carries hawks across the sea

To hunt and shiver for their sins

Too many dreams are left to stand

Until the tide can knock them down

But remembering I reach my hand

In case a few are still around

Cause Cara let the moon come in

And windowsills again have room

Cara let the moon come in

And for a time I'm high as noon

Cara let the moon come in

And I was sad our set was done

But Cara let the moon come in

And past upon the evening sun

So pass the bottle, Pack the bowl

Let's swap our tales of rock n'roll

We have until the engine strums

And the Prevo sails to Kingdom Come

Cara let the moon come in

And windowsills again have room

Cara let the moon come in

And for a time I'm high as noon

Cara let the moon come in

And a profoundness had begun

But Cara let the moon come in

And past upon the evening's son