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She Hung The Moon

she hung the moon

and the stars in the sky

pushed up the mountains

left the deserts out to dry

 

she is a prayer upon my lips

written on air and sent with this

simple tune that I hope she will hear

 

pulls back the blanket of the night

let’s in the daylight

like the sun was shining for you

 

she hung the moon

and the stars in the sky

poured out the rivers

taught the ravens how to fly

 

she is a land without a map

but I dont need a way back

I’ll stay lost inside for good

 

but it’s a deep and subtle game

played it so hard you forget your own name

not just the sand or the peal

but the engine of the world

and i’ll sing out until it gets through

 

she hung the moon

and the stars in the sky

rolled out the field

stirred the wind with a sigh

 

she is the lock and the key

conductor of the symphony 

that keeps the world in tune

she hung the moon

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