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I Am The Moon
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I was born to the sun,
But the stars got all twisted and darling now I'm on the run.
I was laid in the sea,
With the kiss of the water a blanket to wrap around me.
It's salty and swaddling and I'm often wondering now,
If there's more than these throttling waves in the Milky Way clouds.
Oh, but I'm disillusioned by love or confusion,
Or whatever they call it, I feel like I'm losing my way.
But I am the moon.
I've become your satellite.
Just a beacon to guide you back home at the end of the night.
What I'd give to be there tonight,
In your presence surrounded by letters I never could write.
I'm sick of this coddling, sick of the wandering how.
In the thick of it bottled in by gravity pulling me down.
But it's all an illusion, this endless confusion,
Don't know what to call it but I know that I'm losing my way.
My way back to you.
Sick of this coddling, sick of the wandering why.
In the thick of it bottled up by gravity pulling me aside.
But it's all an illusion, this love or confusion,
Don't know what they call it but I know that I'm losing my way.
[Reverse Vocals]
But I am the moon.
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Zack Krall Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Zack Krall is a guitarist and blues rock musician based in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.
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