Captive To the Moon

She plays with the children, she talks to the wind
She's been all the places within my mind I've never been before
Walking through an open door

You were the moon, and I was the waving grass
Your light shone pure and bright
Yet hid behind the curtain of the rains that passed

A vision of stillness is all she is
Unseen surroundings dreamt by a wizard
And cast upon the world
Watch her fantasies unfurl

Silence - Of the stones
The vibrance ever flows from those who dreams believe
Unerring nor deceived from a call that all can heed

You were a tree grown tall, and I watched your brown leaves fall
Through creeping pines of yew
That hung over the river where the fairies fly

You took my hand and said
"Child, there is no pain for the dead"
She'll set our ship aright
And sail across that river to the other side
Become the light, behind her sight

Awake again, and play at games of gain
Your revelation did not free the slaves
A contradiction, far too much too soon
I'd rather be a wave, captive to the moon

She stays as the children, she walks on the wind
Robed in the star-bright blue sparkles called us in
To spheres of devotion to colors and light
A ship on the ocean, a lighthouse in the night

Seal, seal, seal the wish of a heart made out of stone
Take, take, take a trip to the realm of the unknown
Fight, fight, fight the lies that would sell away your soul
Find, find, find a way for the waves to take you home



Credits
Writer(s): Amos Hart
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