Well when you are waiting, there's rarely more to do.............
Something different -
The Silver Tears of the Moon
The silver tears of the moon
Shine, he left her here too soon,
Her honey golden hair
Has vanished, wasn’t there.
In the darkness, muddy flailing arms
Find her, hold her, keeping her from harm.
In the darkness, it kicks
Scratching and fallen, they’ve run out of tricks.
She lies in the milky dawn,
This many times she wishes she wasn’t born
Crashing, clanging – waves in her head
Holding her down, wishing she was dead.
Tomorrow comes today
And from that what can we say?
Whilst the silver tears of the moon
Glitter on, shining in the impending gloom.
We wait with crystals.
We wait with gems.
We watch he fight her battles -
Battles inside,
Battles alone,
Battles against enemies unknown.
The shame of last night.