The world would read and find a single question.
The world would watch and find the same answer.
They would ask why the moon appears so often,
And they would know only that it was.
For the sun is warm and full of life,
The moon is cold, dark, sorrowful
Yet inviting to those with a busy mind
And so the moon will rise
The world would watch and find the same answer.
They would ask why the moon appears so often,
And they would know only that it was.
For the sun is warm and full of life,
The moon is cold, dark, sorrowful
Yet inviting to those with a busy mind
And so the moon will rise