Last Day on the Moon (2011 Test Version)

In the curdled silence of December, we share the words we won't Remember. Her glimpse of lips will never linger, No lunar dust between our Fingers. Two lines of footprints on the Surface will question scientists, "What was this?" We'll hide the embers of a Fire in the deepest crater Of desire. No stars above, no dark Below, the time will never Be so slow. Their telescopes will never follow, The dark side will stay drowned in Sorrow. Before our glances start to glow And disillusion starts Forgetting. On the highest cliff by the lunar sea, We'll sit and watch the Earth is setting. We share the words we won't remember. We share the words we won't Remember. We share the words we won't remember. We share the words we won't Remember. We share the words we won't remember. We share the words we won't Remember. We Share The words we won't Remember.