THE MOON DOESN'T SHINE NO MORE
The Moon Doesn't Shine No More
For the moon never beams,
Without bringing me dark dreams,
You hold me in a dance of your trans,
Telling me what your love with bring
Heartache and pains ,
Each year at midnight we gather around
At the Eastern windows of ones broken
Soul and that would be mine ,
The stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes
That is wanting to save my life ,
The night-tide I cry to get out of your sight
I love what is right in God's eyes ,
I lie down by the side of the Sea hoping God
Finds me ,
In the sepulcher there by the sea is me lost out
Of hope with no love in my soul ,
In the eyes of you and I has died by the sounding sea ,
A dozen crimson roses falling from heaven for me
As my body wash at sea .
Lilly Emery (C)
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