The Silly Old Moon

I see you up there my magical friend.

My path is in your smile till the end.

My pleasures are shaded by the stars so high.

Leaping from jasmine colored dreams, I sigh.



I lift up my soul to the beauty held there.

You carry my heart with each moment I spend here.

Harken now my old friend, you shall see my need.

I jump from Pluto to Mars, gracefully indeed.



Give me no lust for the dreams gone astray.

I hide not my hopes, listen to me, I will pray.

Give my soul to the gods of the darkened night.

Goodbye silly old moon, it is now daylight.