Sisters of the Moon [Live at the Forum, Los Angeles, CA October 21-22,]

Intense silence
As she walked in the room
Her black robes trailing
She was your sister of the moon

And a black widow spider makes
More sound than she
And black moons in those eyes of hers
Made more sense to me

Heavy persuasion, yeah
It was hard to breathe
She was dark at the top of the stairs
She called to me, yeah

And so I followed as friends often do
I cared not for love nor money
And I think she knew
And when the people gather 'round you
And you say, "Why are they, they so cruel?"

But then she says, "Would you be my sister, sister of the moon?"
Yeah, oh

Some call her sister of the moon
Some say, illusion is her game
Well, I'd like to wrap her in velvet
Does anyone know her name?

So we make our choices
But darling, there never was any choice
We listen to their voices
We ignore our own voice
And when the people who gather around you
Do you remember that they were the most cruel
And when they ask "Will you be my sister, brother, sister, brother
Ooh, of the moon?"
You say no, baby
Oh, you say no, baby, no
And you say no, baby