Oh moon

Oh moon Home to seven trembling faces Nameless, blank expressions Your face, the friendliest I’ve known Oh moon Home to my heart and soul Your soft glow Carries me ‘cross the night Though I tremble by thy naked hand Oh moon Stranger to the angels and to blues sparrows flying like arrows in silhouette across …

Stuck

Stuck on this road Must be some detour Future cannot be sowed Some oft beaten path, some other avenue to explore Think I'll wait in the calm and hide from the storm -- No need to hide anymore The war is over I heard the cry from the horseback messenger Not long ago Struck me …

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