Friday, April 4, 2014



Call her moonchild 
Dancing in the shallows of a river 
Lovely moonchild 
Dreaming in the shadow 
Of the willow. 

Talking to the trees of the 
Cobweb strange 
Sleeping on the steps of a fountain 
Waving silver wands to the 
Night-birds song 
Waiting for the sun on the mountain. 

She's a moonchild 
Gathering the flowers in a garden. 
Lovely moonchild 
Drifting on the echoes of the hours. 

Sailing on the wind 
In a milk white gown 
Dropping circle stones on a sun dial 
Playing hide and seek 
With the ghosts of dawn 
Waiting for a smile from a sun child.

King Crimson

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