See her how she flies
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Golden sails across the sky
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Close enough to touch
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But careful if you try
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Though she looks as warm as gold
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The moon's a harsh mistress
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The moon can be so cold
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Once the sun did shine
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Lord, it felt so fine
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The moon a phantom rose
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Through the mountains and the pines
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And then the darkness fell
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And the moon's a harsh mistress
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It's so hard to love her well
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I fell out of her eyes
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I fell out of her heart
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I fell down on my face
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Yes, I did, and I - I tripped and I missed my star
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God, I fell and I fell alone, I fell alone
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And the moon's a harsh mistress
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And the sky is made of stone
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The moon's a harsh mistress
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She's hard to call your own.
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The Moon's A Harsh Mistress
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| Glen Campbell |
