6.The Moon's A Harsh Mistress
See her how she flies
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 a sun did shine
Lord it felt so fine
The moon, A phantom rose
Through the mountains and the pines
And then the darkness fell
The moon's a harsh mistress
It's hard to love her well
I fell out of his eyes
I fell out of his heart
I fell down on my face
I tripped and missed my stars
I fell, And fell along
The moon's a harsh mistress
The skies are made of stone
The moon's a harsh mistress
She is hard to call your own
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