The moon has risen
The sky's a red crimson (dark red)
The birds songs of day have secede
The moon has risen from the east

The dawn is far
Almost as far as the stars I seek
People may think I'm weak or call me a geek
But...
I don't need them

I look to the sky and see the only thing I will ever need it's a gem
A diamond in the ruff
And just seeing it is not enough

I wanna touch the sky
I wanna fly to it

To the moon

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