magic moon
when my dreams are too large to inhabit
and anguish sweeps me right up off my feet
in the face of my mirror sister
defeat intoxicates my soul into retreat
on these grey days mornings mark themselves
by the ache of my bones and the throb in my eyes,
and the sun swims across the sky in a halo
keeping for itself all that healing heat and light inside
so this ship of mine has gone underground
see my masts pushing out from the earth
my tattered flags flapping wildly in the wind
my mind perpetually dreaming of the sea
im still listening to the same song
still drinking in the same sadness
wondering when will passion pick me up again
and drop me into that water that makes me feel so free
and drop me into that world of enchantment
where i once learned to be
where the moon is made of smooth blue sherbert
and my hand is a spoon lost at sea
and anguish sweeps me right up off my feet
in the face of my mirror sister
defeat intoxicates my soul into retreat
on these grey days mornings mark themselves
by the ache of my bones and the throb in my eyes,
and the sun swims across the sky in a halo
keeping for itself all that healing heat and light inside
so this ship of mine has gone underground
see my masts pushing out from the earth
my tattered flags flapping wildly in the wind
my mind perpetually dreaming of the sea
im still listening to the same song
still drinking in the same sadness
wondering when will passion pick me up again
and drop me into that water that makes me feel so free
and drop me into that world of enchantment
where i once learned to be
where the moon is made of smooth blue sherbert
and my hand is a spoon lost at sea