Distant Moon

Oh, distant moon. So cold but really bright. You beckon me so. You beckon me so. Black, black trees Are longing for you too. Just like my eyes. Just like my soul. Wind. Wind. Wind. Wind. Wind whispers in my ears about Emptiness and dust. About emptiness and dust. Present and past. Completely alone, but This is nothing new. Quite a few can say the same. No shame, no blame, no flame, no fame, No fame, no fame. No shame, no blame, no flame, no fame, No fame, no fame. 'Tis beauty all around, and the Sound Makes me wanna cry, and I Try, and I try. But not a single tear, not a single song. Not a single tear, not a single song. Not a single tear. Nothing, Nothing, nothing. Only you and me alone Here. Only You and me alone here. Only you and me alone here. Only you and me Alone here. Only you and me alone Here. Only you and me alone here. And hundreds of tiny stars. And hundreds of tiny stars. And hundreds of tiny stars. And hundreds of tiny stars. And hundreds of tiny stars. And hundreds of tiny stars. And hundreds of tiny stars. And hundreds of tiny stars. And hundreds of tiny stars