Shannon Lay — The Moons Detriment

If I were to know you I’d show you all the little things Call into the gloom So we never have to leave Eyes poor though Like an eager new river channel Eyes for you Like an early morning ritual Said to the sun then buried underground Come meet my desire With a simple fantasy Perhaps we’ll just lay there and stay for hours Sing the song of the moon’s detriment Mystery Wandering first thing in the morning Melody Writing words to resonate and resonate Said to the sun then buried underground Sleep lightly As the dreams flowed by And I know the song so well Said to the sun then buried underground