The stars always glisten
When the moon sings
The lonely song
That tugs on heart strings
Of wolves ever so faintly
A subtle tribute
The howl at night
And the sun weeps
For the moon has seen the sadness
In those who mask it under the light
Of the Suns rays
And in the midnight haze
When your mind is clouded
From the toughest of days
You can sometimes hear the song
The moon sings to you
We call it blues.