ho reason is come t'dis
izza orbiduf d'planets
if we had some moons to keep warm all year
not tyrant stars that care not who we are
we'd have more room to plant and grow my dear
lunar together travelling far
i saw about moonlight
onna inuhneh an i
fell in luh thinkinuh
moonlight is a freak light it's a re-light not a true light mind
more moons would make the night a verdant brite-lit kind
enough for us to leave the stars and all their fire behind
moonlight onna inuhneh
freak like an immigruh
soun like a typo luh
no true flower is too flower-like no true home needs starlight
we used to be so burdened by the laws of nature are a lie
let's chart our own course thru the universe moons at our side
love that take away erythang
ner give it back
juss wen yr ship comin in, comin in
to keep you grateful love at harvest time someone must die
death sweeps you in its wings to the re-knowing of impermanence
and leaves you high and dry unlike a tropic island paradise
take R moons an go
grab some mo on d'way
harviss ery day
For the longer verses, think choral samba; shorter ones, a slow tom-tom. -Phyllis]
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