Without Moon

Without moon

there’s a people who’re fools, without their moon.

now we tell a tale of the moon, for fools without moons (that’s you, as your clue).

without moon we don’t bloom

our hearts lost without moon

for our blooming, our moon

yielding our fuel

our moon, the one for fuel

gone without clue

now we’re lost without moon

why would the moon?

the moon, a tool for our fools

a moon tired of fools

a time when the moon

left without clue

in time, desperation blooms

desperate

now yielding crown for clue

…

by the moon!

a clue for us fools

the seeking fools

clueless of truth

desperate for moon

respect is due

in time with a clue

time to rendevouz with the moon

…

the moon is back

our moon has our back!

but not without pact

a price for our moon

a fool for the moon

the fool’s on the moon

for without our moon

we have not our boon

closes book.

and for the time of the fool

read lost on the moon

Lost on the moon

lost on the moon

a faithless fool

in times without tool

mirthless and blue

seeks not where’s the tool

for he’s lost on the moon

and in time he cools

faithless, still fool

in time the cool body of a fool

still on the moon

in time the spirit of the fool

has departed the moon