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The Moons A Harsh Mistress LyricsTranslation in progress. Please wait...
See her how she fliesGolden sails across the skyClose enough to touchBut careful if you tryThough she looks as warm as goldThe moons a harsh mistressThe moon can be so cold
Once the sun did shineLord, it felt so fineThe moon a phantom roseThrough the mountains and the pinesAnd then the darkness fellAnd the moons a harsh mistressIts so hard to love her well
I fell out of her eyesI fell out of her heartI fell down on my faceYes, I did, and I -- I tripped and I missed my starGod, I fell and I fell alone, I fell aloneAnd the moons a harsh mistressAnd the sky is made of stone
The moons a harsh mistressShes hard to call your own.
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