The Moon is a Harsh Mistress
by Michele Elaine Wilson © 2013
I really like this song.
The
Moon is a Harsh Mistress
by Jimmy Webb
See her how she flies
Golden sails across the sky
Close enough to touch
But careful if you try
Though she looks warm as gold
The moon’s a harsh mistress
The moon can be so cold.
Once the sun did shine
Lord, it felt so fine
The moon a phantom rose
And then the darkness fell
And the moon’s a harsh mistress
It’s so hard to love her well.
I fell out of her eyes
I fell out of her heart
I fell down on my face
Yes, I did, and I – tripped and missed my star
God, I fell and I fell alone, I fell alone
And the moon’s a harsh mistress
And the sky is made of stone.
The moon’s a harsh mistress
She’s hard to call your own.