Vines fall down like quiet rain Moon gets caught in a cloud again Below the ridge the river runs cold Over stones that have stories old One dark shape sits still and tall Breathing with the jungle’s call The night is wide, the night is deep And something in it doesn’t sleep Oh guardian on the cliffside moon Blue on blue till the night is through You watch the water, you watch the mist Silent as shadows, patient as myths Cliffside moon, cliffside moon The jungle breathes and you watch over it Palms hold up the heavy sky A waterfall falls but makes no cry Your eyes are stone but your heart knows Every path the wild wind goes No footsteps come, no voices near Just moonlight keeping what you keep And when the clouds roll back at last The valley holds the night it’s passed You’re still there when the blue turns gray The last shadow the dawn can’t take Oh guardian on the cliffside moon Blue on blue till the morning’s tune If the world below forgets its name You’ll still be watching, still the same Cliffside moon, cliffside moon
