Moonchild

Dit blog sterft een mooie stille dood.
Dagboek van een paar bewogen jaren.
Uitlaatklep van heel veel pijn, geluk en creativiteit.

En hoewel het al razendhard is ingehaald door Twitter en wat al niet meer zei, blijft het altijd bestaan.
Actief of niet.
Gewoon af en toe wat droppen,........of niet. We zien wel.

In ieder geval plaats ik iets wat minder tijdgebonden is dan de boodschap hiervoor. ;)
Op dit moment de allerlaatste tekst die ik geschreven heb.

Moonchild......

Enjoy en wat je ook doet........doe het veilig !!

Harrie ;)

Moonchild

She was Jesus little sunbeam
Yeah a shining ray of light
Till she heard the rock of ages
That was calling from the night

No way she could resist it
that sweet and silver tongue
She listened to the rhythm
And forgot about the song

He said come and be a moonchild
Forget about the sun
There's nothing left to do here
And all you've seen and done
Looks different in the nightlight
So come and be a moonchild

She used to dance all naked
Underneath the fire star
Now she dances in the frontline
Of a city's neon war

In the house of many pleasures
In the twilight of the day
She was hiding all her sorrow
In a big old shadow play

He said come and be a moonchild
Forget about the sun
There's nothing left to do here
And all you've seen and done
Looks different in the nightlight
So come and be a moonchild

There are more stars in the night
Then there tears that you can cry
And every star’s an angel
But I think that’s just a lie

I just know that she lit up
All the colours of the night
Made it all look different
And the wrong things look so right

She said come and be a moonchild
Forget about the sun
There's nothing left to do here
And all you've seen and done
Looks different in the nightlight
So come and be a moonchild

Looks different in the nightlight
Oh come and be a moonchild