green will always be your eyes
here we are back on the moon
like it was nineteen sixty-nine
year of the miracle mets
oh how I remember it well
my dear friend
staying up all night
fighting demons disguised
as russian cosmonauts
so many years later
I’m reminded in song
being with you girl
is like being stoned
a million miles from home
they say the sun is blue
when running free
on the dark side of the moon
where gravity loves company
and green will always be your eyes
july two thousand nineteen
copyright j matthew waters
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Spellbinding!!
Thank you, my friend.
Someone will recognize themselves here?
I imagine someone will. Thank you for stopping by today.