The Moon’s A Harsh Mistress
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See her how she flies
Golden sails across the sky
Close enough to touch
But careful if you try
Though she looks as warm as gold
The moon's a harsh mistress
The moon can be so cold
-[Trombone Solo]-
I fell out of her eyes
I fell out of her heart
I fell down on my knees
Yes, I did, and I, I tripped and I missed my star
I fell and I fell alone
The moon's a harsh mistress
The moon can be so cold
The moon's a harsh mistress
The moon can be so cold
She's hard to call your own
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