Half Moon

A half moon on a full night
My dreams are the tears in my eyes
I look around in the pale moonlight
For answers behind the clouds in the skies

The crickets gossip and mock my guile
and invite me to dance with the breeze
But I stand still under the north star
againts the party of a hundred leaves

The flowers are asleep, the birds lie low
and I am alone in my pain
Until I hear a voice of silver
and then it starts to rain

I tell myself that the darkness will pass
and my day will soon be yellow
But waiting for the hungry tide to turn
can make a heart so mellow