A Better Moon
Ian Anderson
I see you better now, shaded in deeper blue
Hardly needing to carry the find-your-way lamp
Down to the river
Tonight flies a better moon
Sad water buffalo lie fast near the shallows;
A splash revealing the fly-catching fishes
Dark gods silently watching
Tonight flies a better moon
I guess you've known lovers here, compliant in passion;
Softly laid in the old reed bed, harshly
Lit in the noon sun
Tonight flies a better moon
Now cloaked in this milky light, new as the virgin dawn
Shrouded sweetly in all kinds of mystery
You turn, smile and then are gone
Tonight flies a better moon