Towards the Moon
November 26, 2007

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Every time I look at the moon
I feel a little less lonely
Pairs of eyes watching
Souls dutifully waiting
Bathed in glowing moonlight
The past is washed away
Malice transformed to despair
Despair transformed to hope
Wishes flowing towards the moon
Free against the endless sky
A river of pain
An ocean of desire
A stream of tears
Cleanse the soul
Free the mind
And will someday
Lead me to you