In the thick of the narrows I'm sharpening arrows I try to leave it behind But I never could share what I couldn't help care for You hide where it's dark and it's wide I shot the moon In the middle of June I shot the moon Not a minute too soon Grace it is near me in the very next clearing I might get there in time I'm hoping my heroes aren't all smoke and mirrors Wise guy you'd better think twice I shot the moon In the middle of June I shot the moon Not a minute too soon It's threating Autumn and I sink to the bottom White light in a deep blue sky It's always harder when you give up your armour Capsize your head full of lies I shot the moon In the middle of June I shot the moon Not a minute too soon