The sky\'s will lie.
And Cloud will hide shine.
And rain will fall were is not needed”
And winds will blow without control.
So when I look at the Moon”
why do I think of you”
you have nothing in common”
but the silence you see”
looking up at the moon,
its you looking down at me”
both at eyesight but too far to say hi”
both share with me very little light” sometimes don\'t even come out at night”
and when you do
it\'s always half or a quarter full”
but rare i see all of you!.
and when full moon”
it scares me to you”
now you like the Moon’
have become myth”
of Friday the 13.
And Friday the last day I seen you”
when moons full’
wolfs call out.
when full moon
i cry out”.
When our nation
Sends a ship with troops”
“this one’ of our nation
sends cry and why\'s.
and even when the moon
is closest to me,
it\'s still by far,
compared to all else in life”
still top two in distance’
from the true two in my life.