Get your bags, the sun has set,
The moon is on the rise.
We’re traveling by night this time,
We can’t yet close our eyes.
Space is small but, after all,
There’s only you and I.
And framed within your window,
In the vast familiar sky,
You’ll see: the moon is coming with us,
Her orbit locked with ours.
Our wheels turn with the planets,
High beams shine with the stars.
As tides recede before us,
We’re bathed in silver light.
The moon is coming with us,
Out on the road tonight.
Better still, forget the bags,
We’ll leave it all behind.
We’ve lived through every phase by now,
And I won’t change my mind.
This hasn’t been the kind of place
That asks “remember when?”
Those towns and cities speeding past,
We’ll never see again.
But the moon is coming with us...
It’s lunacy to run like this,
Or maybe it’s a dream:
We’ll wake to streaming sunlight,
One another set agleam.
In such illumination
We’ll see every gift bestowed.
There really is no dark side,
Just the cycle, just the road.
And the moon that’s coming with us...
...no we’re not alone tonight.
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