Conversation With the Moon - Peter Adams

I have watched you all these years,

Said the moon to me But when you are gone for good

I will still be here

On the other, on the other side

On the other side

Fast against the window pane

Sitting with the rain

Though I’ve seen the sight before

I like to take it in For the other, for the other side

For the other side

I have seen the way you walk,

said the moon to me You are like the rest of them,

Crawling underneath

To the other, to the other side

To the other side

From the only place you’ve ever known

To the only place you’ll ever go We are all the colors in your head

We are words you wish you never read