Eyes of the Moon
James Alexander Skelly
I follow the traces
She moves on the sand
Like echoes of laughter, from a far away land
Patterns she makes in the eyes of the moon
When she's dancing like a child
In and out of tune
Like ghosts on the shore
We move out of sight
The neighbours they whisper
'Neath black satin skies
Patterns she makes in the eyes of the moon
When she's dancing like a child
In and out of tune
She walks on the water
Blind, I was led
She gave me her cross
And like Jesus I bled
Patterns she makes in the eyes of the moon
When she's dancing like a child
In and out of tune
In the eyes of the moon
In the eyes of the moon
In the eyes of the moon
In the eyes of the moon