John Prine's Moon

The April moon got a closer look, she read us like a story book
With silent indifference
She shook her head and said what a mess
You'll have to ride it out I guess
You'd better keep your distance

Sit my self down and write a song, ask a friend to coax me along
And strive for perfection
There's so much we don't know,
Talking heads on different shows
Dulling our senses

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Moon soothe me
Moon move me
Wont you throw me a line
You're bright and pink and hangin' high
For a billion years in the sky
I wonder if you heard John Prine

There's takers and leavers here, some who take and some who hear
The lies and malfeasance
Mother Earth cradle me
I'm not at war with you, you see
I'm changing with your seasons

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Writer(s): Mia Edsall
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