Why does the Moon hang so low?
On nights like these it feels so close
In a cape of stars that seem the same
Does the Moon know each one by name?
Why does every river's flow reach for the sea?
Can they be lonely?
Seeking some truth to reveal?
Serving their purpose for eternity
When the waves, they crash, maybe that's how they dance
While we shrug and we sigh, and another day goes by
How do we orbit around?
How come gravity won't lose ground?
What are these arms built for
If not to be wrapped around you?
What are we all moving toward
If not to be brave enough to lose?
When the waves they crash, maybe that's how they dance
While we shrug and we sigh, and another day goes by
And that's how moments pass
Drops in an hourglass
Oh, where do we go?
Who knows where we go?
Why do we push and pull away?
Maybe this time, I'll stay
And trace my face in the car window
Wondering why the Moon hangs so low
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