The fullest of the moons it’s not enough to lose this feeling to lose the rough The shiniest of the suns might do the work to put us out of misery out of lurk
Hiding or seeking it’s all the same when running trough life without a shame On the darkest of nights at the eternal flame Who is the guilty? Who is to blame?
I once had a dream of my future life Ready to bloom, ready to thrive I opened my eyes deep in the night The game was over and so was the fight
I closed my eyes hoping to see to see my future and who I want to be It wasn’t so clear as I would have hoped I felt insane and little provoked
The deception is real as is this moon capturing the light with it’s own harpoon The truth does hurt when you say it loud But brings you sanity, makes you so proud
So why do we hide from ourselves? Why do we stash behind the shelves? It is so easy to see the light Even of the moon in the darkest of nights
And the language of love isn’t so hard When you speak with your eyes at the lead of your heart Even your lips will play along Making the music of your favourite song