See her how she flies Golden sails across the sky Shes close enough to touch But careful if you try Though she looks as warm as gold The moons a harsh mistress The moon can be so cold Once the sun did shine Good Lord, it felt so fine The moon, a phantom, rose Through the mountains and the pines And then the darkness fell The moons a harsh mistress Its hard to love her well I fell out of her eyes I fell out of her heart I fell down on my face I tripped and missed my start God, I fell and fell alone The moons a harsh mistress Shes hard to call your own The moons a harsh mistress The sky is made of stoneYou might also like
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