Tone Damli the moon is a harsh mistress

See her how she flies
Golden sails across the sky
Close enough to touch
But careful if you try
Though she looks as warm as gold
The moon´s a harsh mistress
The moon can be so cold
Once the sun did shine
And the lord it felt so fine
The moon a phantom rose
Through the mountains and the pine
And then the darkness fell
The moon´s a harsh mistress
It´s hard to love her well
I fell out of her eyes
I fell out of her heart
I fell down on my face, yes I did
And i tripped and I missed my star
And I fell and fell alone
The moon´s a harsh mistress
The sky is made of stone
The moon´s a harsh mistress
She´s hard to call your own