the moon

Dolly Moon (4)

Now, where is that Dolly Moon?

She’s to pass by my bedroom

And cast a silvery, calming glow

As pure as white and cool as snow

Dolly Moon (2)

Now, where is that Dolly Moon?

I’ll woo her with a jolly tune

Tell her about the afternoon

While she’s still in her dressing room

Dolly Moon

Now, where is that Dolly Moon?

Shrouded with a cloud festoon!

If the wind had any rigor,

We could spy her fulsome figure

Dolly Moon (3)

Now, where is that Dolly Moon?

We’re to uncover ancient runes,

Carve golden numbers on quasars,

And play hopscotch amongst the stars

The Moon Follows Me

The moon follows me wherever I roam,

From love to love, and home to home

Across the sea and back again,

My ever-changing, constant friend

Nevermore

I’ll write a song called Nevermore,

And travel to a distant shore.

I’ll carve it into stone by runes,

Under a bone-white winter’s moon.

And when my body meets the coal,

You may yet find my treasured soul.

Faith

I can make the fair moon sing,

And pluck the stars from space

I can give you many things,

I cannot give you Faith

Dolly Moon

I’ll write a song called Dolly Moon,

And mix it in the month of June.

The signature shall swirl and hop.

‘Round notes as swell as lemon drops.

Served with a dollop of cooled cream,

Won’t life taste as sweet as a dream?

Fare Thee Well

I’ll write a song called Fare Thee Well

Upon it, Time shall cast her spell.

Bound by stone and blessed by sage,

The melody shall never age.

And by the Moon’s astral decree,

Our song shall haunt eternity.

Adhaereo Virtuti

I’ll write a song called Virtuti

From all the words you’ve given me

I’ll pour them into rocks, like veins

And place them back from whence we came

And by the moon’s fair gravity

Your words will ring true from the sea