The Moon Is a Harsh Mistress

See her how she flies
Golden sails across the sky
Close enough to touch
But careful if you try
Though she looks as warm as gold
The moon's a harsh mistress
The moon can be so cold

Once the sun did shine
Lord, it felt so fine
The moon a phantom rose
Through the mountains and the pines
And then the darkness fell
And the moon’s a harsh mistress
It's so hard to love her well

I fell out of her heart
I fell out of her eyes
I fell down on my face, hmm
I tripped and missed a star
I fell and fell alone
And the moon's a harsh witness
And the sky is made of stone

The moon’s a harsh mistress
She's hard to call your own
Hmm, hmm, hmm