The moon inspires many things, including lots of music. Sometimes it hides behind smog, sometimes it peeks out of November, and sometimes it appears after disappearing for decades. On this night, it danced with the clouds and the trees and forced me to stop in my drive home last night. I pulled over just to capture these shots, because it’s best to honor and acknowledge the moon rather than fight it.
I’m lying on the moonMy dear, I’ll be there soonIt’s a quiet starry placeTime’s we’re swallowed up in spaceWe’re here a million miles away
There’s things I wish I knewThere’s no thing I’d keep from youIt’s a dark and shiny placeBut with you my dear, I’m safeAnd we’re a million miles away
We all see the same moon. Maybe it’s in shadow for some, maybe it’s brighter for others, maybe it’s barely discernible behind clouds, and maybe it’s the only thing to be seen in the sky – but it’s the same moon, the same body in the universe that everyone on earth gets to glimpse in some way. In that respect, the moon has always been a comfort to me, a reminder that we’re not quite alone.
We’re lying on the moonIt’s a perfect afternoonYour shadow follows me all dayMaking sure that I’m okayAnd we’re a million miles away
