NOT A CRIME (c)2003 April Moon

Five men are walking through the west end
They’re never gonna let you down again
Who’s to say they’re looking for their best friends?
Know they’re never gonna let you down again

Take me, shake me, through the end of time
Take me, won’t ever break me
This is not a crime

Farther they walk, tonight the sky is branded
Longer they talk, tomorrow they’ll break even
Presently fall announces colored foliage
Late in summer, fields start blooming in the dusk

Take me . . .

Take a moment to ponder moments
Through the end of time
Take it slow as you know they’re out here to help you
Through the ice and snow

Five men are cruisin’ like they’re stranded
They don’t seem like they will find their home again
Who’s to say they ever had best friends?
Feel that they’re not here to let you down again

Take me . . .