Bill Wells & Aidan Moffat - A Short Song To The Moon lyrics

You watch me weep and hear me roar You bear me when I've been a bore Observe me as I prowl and poach With patience and without reproach You cast those shadows on my bed And cast the nonsense from my head You guide me when I've been marooned And still the sting of every wound Oh, my dear old Selene So bright and whole and serene: Who needs the troubles of love When you're still glowing above?