Moon above me, to my right
holding on to the last corner of night
as the Sun rises before me
raising the line of sight with all its might,
lifting the mantle of darkness
to chase the Moon away
This is the eternal battle
that's fought every day...
i have watched it for centuries, it seems
rising each morning in time to catch this scene
so many dawns have come and gone
so many i have seen
and each one different, as the colors play
as with you and i, different
but in a similar way
Will the Moon win one day at last
wiill the mighty sun have it's last gasp?
not in my lifetime, my friend
and i, too, have always been here
watching the sun rise and the the moon disappear,
year after year...
03-08-10
holding on to the last corner of night
as the Sun rises before me
raising the line of sight with all its might,
lifting the mantle of darkness
to chase the Moon away
This is the eternal battle
that's fought every day...
i have watched it for centuries, it seems
rising each morning in time to catch this scene
so many dawns have come and gone
so many i have seen
and each one different, as the colors play
as with you and i, different
but in a similar way
Will the Moon win one day at last
wiill the mighty sun have it's last gasp?
not in my lifetime, my friend
and i, too, have always been here
watching the sun rise and the the moon disappear,
year after year...
03-08-10
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