… See her how she flies
Golden sails across the sky
Close enough to touch
But careful if you try
Though she looks as warm as gold
The moon's a harsh mistress
The moon can be so cold
… Once the sun did shine
Good Lord, it felt so fine
The moon a phantom rose
Over the mountains and the pines
Then the darkness fell
The moon's a harsh mistress
It's hard to love her well
… I fell out of her eyes
I fell out of her heart
Fell down on my face
I tripped and I missed my star
Fell and fell alone,
The moon's a harsh mistress
The sky is made of stone
… The moon's a harsh mistress
She's hard to call your own
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