Creeper Weed
Chasing Moonlight: A High Time's Tale
Lyrics
We'll smoke and then it's my time, it's gonna be a high time
We will smoke, and then it will be my time, anticipating a pleasurable experience.
But it's creepin' after us
An ominous feeling is approaching despite the enjoyable atmosphere.
And I'm smilin' 'cause I had mine, we're wearin' nothin' but the moonlight
I am happy because I had my share, and we are in a carefree state illuminated by the moonlight.
But it's creepin' after us
Despite the joy, a sense of foreboding is catching up with us.
When I woke you were gone, left a note on the table
I woke up to find you gone, leaving a note instructing me not to have too much fun and to call when possible.
""Don't have too much fun, call me when you are able""
The note suggests a need for moderation and communication in the relationship.
Then thirty-seven days later, we get our menus from the waiter
After a significant period, we receive menus, but the looming sense of unease is still present.
But it's creepin' after us
Despite the passage of time, the feeling of unease continues to follow us.
And then we're drinkin' at the hotel, made so much noise they said to go to hell
Drinking at a hotel leads to disturbances, and we are advised to go to hell, intensifying the negative atmosphere.
But it's creepin' after us
The unsettling feeling persists despite the attempt to enjoy the moment.
Take a train to a train, hung-over kiss at the station
Traveling by train, a hung-over kiss at the station, expressing a mix of emotions.
I said ""I'll see you in May,"" felt a slight devastation
A promise to reunite in May, accompanied by a subtle feeling of disappointment.
Then I went back to our room, and I turned on the light
Returning to the room and discovering a book left behind, symbolizing a reminder of the past.
You had left something there: the book you'd bought for the flight
An intimate moment captured through a book left behind.
The window's open 'cause it's springtime,
The window is open, signifying the arrival of spring, a time of renewal.
The record's spinnin' 'cause it's nighttime
The record is playing in the nighttime, creating a nostalgic atmosphere.
But it's creepin' after us
Despite the positive elements, the unsettling feeling persists, continuing to follow.
Our minds are reelin' 'cause it's high time, the sun'll rise again in no time
The mind is in turmoil, acknowledging the passing of time and the imminent sunrise.
And I'm smilin' 'cause I had mine, and I can see you in the moonlight
Feeling content because I had my share, and I can see you illuminated by the moonlight.
But it's creepin' after us
Despite the positive moments, the ominous feeling is still trailing behind.
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