I stare at the moon from my house
Envious of her unchanging pace
Waving her big arm around
In a near outter space
And sometimes I think she stares back at me
Wagging her big arm free
The sadness in me starts to fade
Somewhere in thought I elongate
To become
The moonrise bird
Chasing the air like the moon chases the earth
I hang in there with my claws covered in dirt
To become (mmh-mmmh-mmh) the moonrise bird
Gave up the weight of my arms
Dragged myself in moss couldn't get very far
There you are, there you are,
Bright as a sharp knife and soft as cream
Are you looking at me ?
Can you catch the moonrise bird
Chased by the owls like the moon chases the earth
I pluck my teeth and hide them in the dirt
For I am (mmh-mmh-mmh) the moonrise bird
credits
from The Hillside,
released February 17, 2020
Guitar, keyboard, songwriting and singing by poqpie
Upright bass and drums by Jannick Reiser
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