Tonight the moon crosses high over our heads,
its graceful face, so solemn, so alone.
It always gives light and direction,
we owe it our thanks for coming back to us each night.
Oh, over this horizon the moon remembers the day that comes,
everyday and everynight, a solemn dance around the bits and the bites.
So let us rest our heads and think of blessings and
moments of ecstacy that bring us eternal happiness.
And we will live forever in the harmony we wish upon the moon.