It's a spidery moon on a Spanish plane Fighting the sun on the window pane Clouds are on fire and so is the clay Headlights signal goodbye to this day It's a spidery moon that floats in the glass And bluer then blue going bluer then black Or reach trough the wires to someone like you But your light here is away from the spidery moon Come one and all to the mest of the church Come one and all to the bar Come one and all to the salvation room Come, one and all One of the clouds has been twisted and bold ...tremors that trouble the vines And it's terrible loud when there is no one to tell And I am dumb as a brick so it's probably just as well The spidery moon says goodbye to this day Come one and all to the mest of the church Come one and all to the bar Come one and all to the salvation room Come, one and all Come one and all to the mest of the church Come one and all to the bar Come one and all to the salvation room Come, one and all It's a spidery moon on a Spanish plane