Saturday, December 02, 2006

Moonlight

Can you not feel it
This rhythm, this movement
I can, while dancing under the moonlight

Oh its three o'clock in the morning
And I am on the streets again
And somehow I couldn't care less
So damn this seamless shame

The trees all smile
The moons a mess
Its tears fall in fear of not being mortal
We are mortals most of all

Get involved
Show a smile to shame the ages
Be mine tonight
Oh dance with me in the moonlight