The Moon Is A Harsh Mistress – 上田正樹

See her as she files,
Golden sails across the skies
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
Got a lord it felt so fine
The moon a phantom rose
Through the mountains and the pine
And then the darkness fell
Yes, the moon’s a harsh mistress
It’s hard to love her well

See her as she flies,
Golden sails across the skies
Close enough to touch
But careful if you try
Though she looks as warm as gold
Yes, the moon’s a harsh mistress
The moon can be so cold

The moon’s a harsh mistress
The sky is made of stone

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