Dreams of a Crescent Moon
The world asleep is mine
When darkness falls upon the tired day sending the sun away
And humans press their hands as one to pray that life will go their way
That’s when I feel awake
Up in the neon sky where the stars burst and die before they reach our eyes
I’m looking back in time to an infinite design that can never be defined
And that’s when I feel alive
Somewhere in my soul lives a particle of gold that the heavens used to hold
I’m new because I’m old recycled from a glow that never can be sold
My dreams cannot be owned
In stillness lies the truth the salt has left my wounds the clouds have cleared the view
In peace with all I do the pain that I’ve been through tonight will be subdued
Beneath the crescent moon
So gentle on the eyes the only reason why I dream awake at night
So blissful I could cry the world asleep is mine there’s honey in the sky
I’m thankful I’m alive
