Light from a dying moon
It blurs our eyes
And we wear a cape of fireflies
And after the world’s in bed
All the ghosts come sing along
But we’ll forget them
When the morning comes
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I ran away in floods of shame, I’ll never tell how close I came. As I crossed the hollow road, well you went left and I went right. As the moon hung proud and bright, you would have loved it here tonight.
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