Crescent Mirage


 * Not every night is good as it looks
 * For I know that I ponder the moon
 * Like every human, I live in my house
 * I wish the Lord would hear me soon


 * Some people say that in some nights
 * The moon is like a crescent
 * I lie on the ground and close my eyes
 * Just to imagine this


 * The spirits of the innocent descend in time to take me up
 * Where the crescent may look solid to make my heart bliss
 * Deep on the inside making me think of my true love
 * And when I sit on the crescent moon,
 * I see more stars way up above


 * Yet in reality, all months pass
 * Allowing the moon to change
 * By the light that moves upon its surface
 * Newbies think it might be strange


 * I know those perspectives are very different
 * Between the Earth and the moon
 * So if you land on either side of the surface
 * Then different views might be shown soon


 * And if you take their pictures with your camera
 * You might at the very same time
 * Look at them both in full-length view
 * The crescent moon is nothing but fantasy and prime