We get it on most every night
When that moon is big and bright
When that moon is big and bright
Sid hummed along to the music. He had every night for the past hundred
years. It was his curse: The same song, the same restaurant, the same
night for all eternity. All for one
thoughtless act he could never take back.
It's a supernatural delight
Everybody's dancing in the moonlight
She was young and he was drunk. Sid thought she wanted him. He was blinded by desire as he forced himself
on her. She screamed, but no one came
except Sid.
Everybody here is out of sight
They don't bark and they don't bite
They don't bark and they don't bite
The guilt was overwhelming. Sid woke to see a bloodied creature sobbing
in the corner of his room. He took her
to the hospital, and confessed his sins.
It wasn't enough.
They keep things loose, they keep it tight
Everybody's dancing in the moonlight
He met her mother in the same restaurant he had found her
daughter. She stared daggers and he
found the retribution comforting. “I am
not here to ease your guilt,” she said over her plate of cold eggs. “I am leaving, but you aren’t. You will stay here and remember every
detail. The courts can punish you for
life, but I will for eternity.”
Dancing in
the moonlight
Everybody's feeling warm and bright
Everybody's feeling warm and bright
Sid nursed a martini as she left. He looked around the room and saw an empty
booth. No one sat there, and no one ever
would again. The busboys and servers
passed it without notice. It was their
seat. Or what would have been.
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