A Harvest moon party.
Party for the Harvest Moon.
I never thought I’d be invited to an occasion so in tune
With the way I wish to be
And how I wish to feel
And what I like to do
And what I choose as real.
But something inside me feels out of sync
With Nature and our common link.
Your brightness my heart wants to glorify,
But my head calls into question everthing that I
Believe in my soul to be hard and fast,
Though my head tries to put all those things last.
Please let me just bathe in wonder
Of the moon in her glorious splendor.
Can I let the moon guide me and still pay my bills?
Can I let the moon guide me and make out my will?
Can I flow with the moon and still be a part
Of a world that includes Ames and Wal-Mart?
Moon please guide me with your beams.
Show me a world that speaks to my dreams.
Guide me to wisdom and out of my head
With your benevolent beams breathing over my head.