In the sky the phantom moon appears at midday To join the sun in some forgotten dance In their light our voices tremble with reflections Of what we know and what we leave to chance The heart can see beyond the sun Beyond the turning moon And as we look the heart will teach us All we need to learn We have dreams, we hold them to the light like diamonds Stones of the moon and splinters of the sun Some we keep to light the dark nights on our journey And shine beyond the days that we have won The heart can see beyond our prayers Beyond our fondest schemes And tell us which are made for fools And which are wise men's dreams