Under the burning sun It's where I'll shed my skin It's insatiable My thirst for heat makes me forget That i might end up burnt Dank from where i climb Searching for sweeter rhyme Standing firm, playing apart Defined by a broken line Is it all really true? ♪ Under the crescent moon Is where I'll comb my fur It's the intractable might of it's pull What is enticing to my dancing feet Dreaming with the view It's when i thought of you Standing firm, Playing part Defined by a broken line Is it all really true?