Moon’s childrenO’ moon shining full in the sky
With all your children giving a cry
Sitting with there haunches on the ground
Tail erect and heads held high we are bound
Unmoving we sit bathed in your light
Wishing we could join you in your nightly flight
In harmony we sing out our sorrow
Knowing that nothing good can come from tomorrow
Depression weights heavily on our heads
We wait unsleeping in our beds
For the time when we are able to come
And meet you, carrying the souls of some
As if they were gifts to be given
And then worn as beautiful clock made from the ones that were driven
iiEmobunny · Thu Oct 23, 2008 @ 06:32pm · 0 Comments
