There’s a moon over Bourbon Street

There’s a moon over Bourbon Street tonight.
I see faces as they pass beneath the pale lamplight.
I’ve no choice but to follow that call,
The bright lights, the people, and the moon and all.
I pray everyday to be strong,
For I know what I do must be wrong.
Oh you’ll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
While there’s a moon over Bourbon Street

~ Sting (Moon over Bourbon Street)

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