Blues Traveler - Cara Let the Moon lyrics

When Brooklyn breaks into Saturday The club rats scurrying away And closing out and closing in It's rare that something then begins With promises like shining lights Amidst the dawn of dying night Through ringing amps and flattened beer And all my cues for getting out of here But Cara let the moon come in And windowsills again have room Cara let the moon come in And for a time I'm high as noon Cara let the moon come in And I was sad I had to run But Cara let the moon come in And past upon the evening sun Now I'm an old and broken me Too many rides upon the wind That carries hawks across the sea To hunt and shiver for their sins Too many dreams are left to stand Until the tide can knock them down But remembering I reach my hand In case a few are still around 'Cause Cara let the moon come in And windowsills again have room Cara let the moon come in And for a time I'm high as noon Cara let the moon come in And I was sad our set was done But Cara let the moon come in And past upon the evening sun So pa** the bottle, Pack the bowl Let's swap our tales of rock n'roll We have until the engine strums And the Prevo sails to Kingdom Come Cara let the moon come in And windowsills again have room Cara let the moon come in And for a time I'm high as noon Cara let the moon come in And a profoundness had begun But Cara let the moon come in And past upon the evening's son