Underneath a waning moon walks a boy who knows no sun
He’ll find himself alone one night and buy himself a gun
And then he’ll feel the power fill a space where there was none
Underneath a waning moonWhat do we want him to be
The miracle or the hard luck story?
On the evening news in a blaze of glory?
Underneath a waning moonUnderneath a waning moon cries a woman who knows no tears
She’s living on a park bench now and not a soul comes near
She’s standing on the corner where she’s been standing all these years
Underneath a waning moonWhat do we want her to be
The miracle or the hard luck story?
On the evening news in a blaze of glory?
Underneath a waning moonUnderneath a waning moon we’re all doing our best to look the other way
Got to show them you’re the one on top boy so you get a job that pays
You focus on your own life baby, you focus on today
Underneath a waning moonWhat do they want us to be
The miracle or the hard luck story?
On the evening news in a blaze of glory?
Underneath a waning moon
