MoonChild.
oh, moon child, restless sleeper, tell me what's it like to dream? You look up towards the dark clouds of the night sky, Talking to stars But your tongue is quiet, quiet, quiet, Silence will do you no good for long my dear, speak up before sunrise, the sun will be on your heels Stay safe moon child.
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