She’s like a sparrow in the rain

Hiding in something hollowed out

And when she speaks through it, her voice is strained

Falls before it gets enraged

She casts her sorrow on a still lake

That only knows the unchanging

And when she turns to me to make a wave

I say I am no moon

I only feel its sway

Well, I cannot bear this wounded light

A view behind Saturn’s rings

And If I could go to them, I’d pull them down alright

Around and round

Again and again

But I am no moon

I only feel its sway

Well, I stir beneath her and I try to wait

You know I’d like to come and show no restraint

I’d like to throw a stone and have thе ripple stain

The echo rеmains

Oh, but they only know the moon

They’d only feel its sway

The moon