Content to live in the moonlight
Accepting the offering as it comes along
Feeling our way through the dark of night
Spilling our thoughts out over the page
We render the fat to make a candle
And drift though the eyes of its flickering glow
The measures we take and
The memories we make
Are caught in the fire of divine escape
There is no thought of getting it wrong
It’s all about the time that it takes
To get it right and carry on
Time is the tempest but
Life is our song