No Moon over Seaside Pines
No moon (no moon)
No moon (no moon)

He left his home, he left his car and left his job back in the city
He left her ghost, he took the road, and faced his fate
Just when a bluebird flying around sat on his shoulder
And told him "Pal, you're out of luck, you're going the wrong way."

Felt there was no moon (no moon)
No moon (no moon)

He felt surprised, he asked him why, he didn't say and flew off quickly
He tried to run, tried to go back and tried to escape
But when the Greyhound hit the road he thought "It's over
I'll be alright. I'll take my chance. I'll keep my way."

He kept his path, embraced his faith, got off the bus down by the crossroad
Took his guitar, walked down the road towards the sea

Found there was no moon (no moon)
No moon (no moon)
Over Seaside Pines
No moon (no moon)
No moon (no moon)
Over Seaside Pines