She used the stars as her blanket, the moon was her pillow
Her name is carried on every limb of every weeping willow
The winds of change she often road
A free wild soul, through the cosmos she flowed
In the Milky Way she liked dipping in her toes
Can't you see the silver ripples as they flow
When on Saturn's rings she would go for a twirl
That shinny raven night hair always waved out behind her
She would wash her soul clean in Jupiter's falls
She always loved listening to that planets howling wind's calls
But now she sits on the Dark Side of the Moon
In her twinkling dark eyes, tears are in bloom
They are flowing down her checks, falling out into space
She is crying because she finally got a look at this pathetic human race
Saddened and sicken by what she saw
She jetted of into the cosmos, never to return at all
Now we can only tell stories of that raven haired beauty, as we set beside her shore
It is a sea of her tears, when the sorrowful ways of man she could take no more