Longing for the land of my lineage I am dying here, in Beggar Country Here, where fools act the wise Pseudo Intellectualism steadily on the rise Where the disease celebritism has took hold Forced out the tried and true for the shiny yet old Where the idiom The more things that change, the more remains the same Is unquestionably fact I long for Ireland I long to go back
Give me land that's green And rolling countryside Give me tide to rival hell's fury And people that mean well, amid gales so dreary I miss fog Like that kicked up by the mire
Give me land that's hungry Give me people that's tired
Push and pull forevermore as you bend to the moon's will, Enter effortlessly into life's oasis as you heed the universe and its call, You are a reservoir of potential and abundance, Flow courageously at your own stride, For this too shall pass.
If you are the moon, then I am the sea Since the beginning of time Where the moon goes, I follow Underneath the moon, I glow With love and beauty
If only the moon saw their reflection Without the celestial body Without you I would not exists
Billions of stars in the universe But only one moon So bright, so beautiful So light, so dazzling And to exist only once Amongst the millions of galaxies
I would not be here If it wasn’t for you Without the heavenly body If only you knew
With attraction and divinity I reflect High tide and low tide I go towards you Since the beginning of our existence You are the moon and I am the sea
This can be seen as either a romantic piece or a piece about companionship. I wrote it as a piece to represent the love between a particular fandom and artists. Take it how you will, let me know what you think!