Phases of the moon, and such
I've no light for casting much
In the way of shadows, or even doubt
(That flip side, when one shines out).
But simply winding on my way
I'm never blue, just always gray.
I've no light for casting much
In the way of shadows, or even doubt
(That flip side, when one shines out).
But simply winding on my way
I'm never blue, just always gray.
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The full moon just passed did make me think of you