Under the Moon

--- 0:17m What do you do in the evening when the hours don’t tell you what to do? Watch the light move Count the quiet Some nights all feel the same. What would you say if I told you there’s a way the blue can loosen too? Not to leave it, not to chase it just let it come along with you. --- 1:16m When you’re by yourself, any old night, and the world feels slightly too soon, leave things as they are, or bring them with you, and wander under the moon. Under a pale and silvery glow, there’s nothing you need to do. Leave things as they are, or bring them with you, and linger under the moon. --- 2:07m Look, look, look at the shapes up high, Oh look, look, look how the dark goes by. There are flying things up there Fly, fly, so prettily, in the wide, wide sky. --- 2:47m It is okay, if you don’t want to play. Your blue is welcome, but doesn’t have to stay. Sometimes nothing is the right thing to do. When you’re by yourself, any old night, and your steps don’t quite know the tune, no need to fix them, they’ll find their way out under the moon. And if you’re hoping, any old night, to meet something gentle soon a thought, a warmth, a friendly pause it’s waiting under the moon. Under that soft and silvery light, even heavy things can rest. Leave things as they are, or take them with you, and stand under the moon. --- 4:13m Walk, walk, stop and then walk again, Think, think, smile and then think again. Somewhere nearby a dragon hums low, curled up, warm, and small. There is no hurry. Breathe slow, and listen to the purring. When the world feels big, and only your secret spot will do. You can stay where you are. But on a kind enough night, if you want to, you can step out just a little and be under the moon.