I found myself on the dark side
of the Moon tonight,
hummin’ crib death lullabys – and thinking of you

I needed something cold
to wrap my mind around,
and something special to put this moon dust in

So I plucked that ol bottle from the Moon’s eye,
unclenched my fist and let it all fall in
(just a little token, for you, from me)

If you hold it up to the starlight
you can see a glimmer of dreams inside
and a few love songs beatin’ their wings against the rim

I sealed it just the way you like it too
with a soft slipknot kiss…

of my realities twisted sense
 
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© 2015 blue angel