moon and sun
you, the moon to my sun
shine during the darkest of nights
tears, they rain from a shattered heaven
if i can't take this anymore,
where will you be?
still hanging onto the indigo velvet,
waiting for my return?
will you shine my dying light
on the earth below?
i will be gone soon,
as will my roaring flame
are you the moon to my sun?
for a moment i wish
that we'd rise and fall as one
we could share the same sky
something melancholy about
the jaded moon
something tragic about
the burning dying sun
the moon to my sun
during the darkest nights
light will bring us together
but night will drift us apart