Gentle Giant

And the horse riding up through the red skies
The moon is down
With a gold coloured bird through the cloud flies
The moon is down
Look East to the Sun, Oh where do they run
Look East to the Sun, Oh where do they run
They live in my dreams,
in my dreams, in my dreams
And the Moon and the Earth they were mating
The moon is down
And the Angels of hell they were waiting