White Moon

If I could live inside your eyes • Dream and stop the morning • Fill your hands until white moon dies • Take your heart without warning

CHORUS • I’d hide the rain from you (I’ll be shelter) • I’d hide the rain (I’ll be safety)

If I could sleep behind your soul • Cry and catch your breath in mine • Call the night to take white moon old • Paint you day in sunshine

CHORUS

I’d hide the rain from you (I am with you) • I’d hide the rain (You are with me)

If I could wipe away your fears • Touch the way that tears do • Sing my love until white moon hears • See yourself the way I see you

CHORUS

I’d hide the rain from you (I am with you) • I’d hide the rain (Be with me)

© Zen Greenway

Picture Credit – Pezibear

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It’s obvious that when the apocalypse comes, I will be one of the weak people. I will have no spin kicks with which to defend myself. I will have only the magic of my words and my understanding to protect me. I will be meat for the beast. (Unless I can engage him in conversation.) And I am fine with that. If my death at monstrous hands becomes imminent, I hope I can meet it in a lounge chair, sipping on a gin martini.

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