Why do you do it Mister Moon?
Why do you shine us on so?
Why lie and deceive
hide and deflect?
One moment you’re here
the next… I suspect
it’s to confuse us to use us
as a mirror for your unconscious
So indirect your reflections deceptions
your subtle inflections
Our dream half-lit just a slice of it—
the stuffing dreams are made of
You’re cold you’re cool
Your push is your pull
How we howl how we drool
in our longing for love
You think us all fools!
You—the old sage all the rage
a baby boomer a swooner
a looney-tuner a crooner from the ice age
You should know better by now
(You should have married the cow)
Every night you’re on the run
Why can’t you stay in one place?
look at me full in the face?
Ohhhhh why can’t you be more like the sun?!
Mind you I’m not all that bitter
but don’t bullshit a bullshitter!
I’m onto your omens and phases
Few could steal your stark thunder
None can replace your celestial light
But why leave us in the dark?
I’m tired of the chase!
I won’t take back the night!
So is it any wonder I may take cover
but I refuse to remain under
your spell Mister Moon
I think you’re swell Mister Moon
but go to Hell Mister Blue
And now I’m over you!