The Microphones — Moon Moon

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I got pulled out by the tide
And I found myself inside
A blanket on the dune
A balled up magnetic moon

Waves crashing at my feet
I stood up to breath in heat
«I called you out to see»
I saw deeper into me

But where did I drift to?
The current pulled you too
We floated fast and through
Where am I?

We floated fast and through
The tide left us on a dune
I got dug up next to you