See her as she flies Golden sails across sky Close enough to touch But careful if you try she looks as warm as gold The moon’s harsh mistress
The moon can be so cold Once the sun did shine And lord it so fine moon a phantom rose Through the mountains and the pine then the darkness fell The moon’s a harsh mistress
It’s hard to her well I fell out of her eyes I fell out of her heart I fell down on my face, I did And I tripped and I missed my star And fell and alone The moon’s a harsh mistress The sky is made of stone The moon’s a harsh mistress...