Moon comes and goes
The tides in the ocean
With this feeling
Ebbing and flowing
Waxing and waning,
It's there to remind us of wonders unsung
Fading lights and bleeding hearts the same

Back to the start;
The plow and the grindstone.
This is good work,
Sewing a sighs song
Now that it's over
We pray to the moonlight and ebb and we flow
Fading lights and bleeding hearts the same

O, this light is magic in every right
O, tonight the moon howls back it's plight