As I roved out into a race but run
I felt my life was setting like the sun

And then on one sweet day in the month of June
In a Victorian sky, there hung a Bronte moon
And in that wild moonlight a warming wind blew south
I saw her phantom face and kissed her open mouth

I felt electrictrified in heart and head
But did I mention with no intention to warm the dead


And now she plays the piano with her vaporous hands
The wooden keys as she commands


Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher

Bronte Moon song meanings
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