See her how she flies
Golden sails
across the skies
Close enough to touch
But careful if you try
Though she looks
as warm as gold
The moon's a
harsh mistress
The moon
can be so cold
Once a sun did shine
Lord it felt so fine
The moon A
phantom rose
Through the mountains
and the pines
And then the
darkness fell
The moon's a
harsh mistress
It's hard to love her well
I fell out of his eyes
Fell out of his heart
I fell down on my face
I tripped and
missed my stars
I fell And fell along
The moon's a
harsh mistress
The skies are
made of stone
The moon's a
harsh mistress
She is hard to
call your own