Light of the Moon

And here as I sing
To the light of the moon
Trying to understand
The shape of the guilt
So shakily built
That I hold in the palm of my hand

In my arms, in my faith
In the sound of my voice
From the depths of my soul comes a song
In my heart, in my hurt
In the guilt of my choice
Is a soul-wrenching miracle gone wrong

And here as I sing
To the light of the moon
Trying to understand
The weight of the grief
And the lonely belief
That forever my heart has been banned

In my ears, in my eyes
In the light of the moon
The reflection of me in days past
In my throat, in my lips
In the bittersweet tune
Of a simple delight that can't last

And here as I sing
To the light of the moon
Trying to understand
The sound of a song
That doesn't belong
As it traces a path through the sand

Oh, what I'd give
To delightedly live
In the clasp of a sunflower sky
But all I can see
Is a sad form of me
In the days I refused to fly
But now I will reach
And honorably teach
The beauty of a roseate mind
And maybe inside
In the fear that I hide
Perhaps it is me I will find

So here as I sing
To the light of the moon
I know I will understand
So I smile at the hope
Woven into a rope
That I hold in the palm of my hand