Dark Moor

Full moon in the height
Full moon in the night
Influence of the moon
Can make an artist or a loon of loves
Spirit, like the moon
Can be an expanded white balloon
Which hovers
Life is a dream
When it reflects a gleam
That we catch as the essence
Which is hidden in the beam
Feel the moon
It is the daughter of mystic water
We hear the tune played
By the light of the moon
Intuition is condition to understand
The moonlight it means is clean mind
See.. Feel.. Love.. Hear
The moon!
Listen to the moon!
O, listen to the moon!
The moon!
We are deceived
By what's believed lies of the moon
Our soul have strewn
Watching the other
Side someone thinks
That is a mother what seemed a sphinx
The moon deludes
The moon is shrewd
The moon misleads
The moon obtrudes
The moon inside...
Fantasy fades soon