Pete's Songs in a Bottle
prev
next
©
plug
list
home
prev
next
Polishing The Moon
a wondrous strange and mad affair, with magic floating in the air
I don't believe, you know, that I have ever seen an evening better
a gentle, wistful harmony intoxicating pleasingly
a sweet composium of sounds as in some soft sinfonietta
stars come out to play at night
wonder how they shine so bright ?
and an eerie, strange moonglow
there's a man inside, polishing the moon
that's why it glows, you know
with an inscrutability, a soupcon of sweet mystery
the evening sky is all aglass, is all aglow and all agleaming
and with a cryptic smile, methinks as enigmatic as the sphinx
the sort of night where lovers love with mistiness for dreamers dreaming
stars come out to play at night
wonder how they shine so bright ?
such a strong, bizarre moonglow
there's a man inside, polishing the moon
knock knock knock - who's there ?
a canopy of light divine, replete with stars that long to shine
a craving for a secret pleasure and a passion to indulge it
a puzzlement placed on a plinth, a thread within a labyrinth
an evening moon that knows the answer but refuses to divulge it
stars come out to play at night
wonder how they shine so bright ?
and remarkable moonglow
there's a man inside, polishing the moon
that's why it glows, you know
---