Tom Wood

Singing to the Moon


Strange things happen

When you sing to the moon

I can't write in pen

My mistakes must be erased soon


The moon loves my lullaby

He yawns, the winds blow and fall

Darling, I can't accept goodbye!

Can I escape from it all?!


Ride the clouds, swim the sky

Hop the stars, navigate the night

But, please, don't say goodbye

Then, morning's first light


The moon is gone, the sun takes all

Down I fall, oh down I fall


There's wind in the air, I hear the moon call

Saying "Down I fall, oh down I fall"


  • dusk arising

    Hold on, that big ole moon is still there patiently coming your way again.

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