So What, You Think This Is Usual?

Strange Moon, Strange LandStrange Man

Hold Your Hands Tightly Horses
Hold Them, Hold Them Kindly

Man

Low Red Moon
I′ll Paint You
Sleep Like A Baby
Sleep Like A Baby

And You Shine So Different On Another
You Shine Different On Another

I Look Up And I See
The Raising Of An Old Hope
Brave And Tattered

A Shinning Night With Shinning Eyes
That Shines Around Me Brightly

So Now I Say, "This Is Beautiful"
I Think You Are
Strange

Low Red Moon
I'll Paint You
Sleep Like A Baby
Sleep Like A Baby

And You Shine So Different On Another
You Shine Different On Another
Strange Moon, Strange Land
Strange

Moon, You Made Me Cry When I Was Young
And I Was Young

Now I′ve Got Strong Arms
Strong Arms From The Spinning God
And I Say, "He Belongs To Me
He Belongs To Me
He's A Human, Bed Of Roses"