Whispers call like ghosts in the night Greet the dawn and the birdsong in the rising light. Shadows dance in twisting pirouettes Reflecting moves that the mirror and the pillow can’t forget. Dreams deep, you come to me so soon Heart steeped in midnight and the moon. Midnight and the moon Midnight and the moon.
Words cut like raindrops in a storm. They tease and tether meaning as the teaching page gets torn. Sometimes cruel and cutting of the fearless kind. They leave a mark in the sand that kindness left behind. Nightfall, they sing a dying tune Heart snarls at midnight And the moon. Midnight and the moon Midnight and the moon.
Lies turn as actions walk the walk The fuckwits and the dangerous, those weasel words just squawk. One group blames the other, the youth denied their choice The bankers talk the talk, the homeless silent voice. Rock solid the mountain blown and hewn Dreams shattered. It’s midnight And the moon. Midnight and the moon Midnight and the moon.
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