A couple of years ago, I was looking on youtube for a good version of the old Jimmy Webb song, "The Moon's A Harsh Mistress." In doing so, I stumbled upon this fellow from Oslo, Jarle Bernhoft. I liked his version of this song so decided to post it here for your perusal. The lyrics are below -- they make for good poetry.
Golden sails across the sky
Close enough to touch
But careful if you try
Though she looks as warm as gold
The moon's a harsh mistress
The moon can be so cold
Once the sun did shine
Lord, it felt so fine
The moon a phantom rose
Through the mountains and the pines
And then the darkness fell
The moon's a harsh mistress
It's hard to love her well
I fell out of her eyes
I fell out of her heart
I fell flat on my face
I tripped and missed my star
I fell and fell alone
The moon's a harsh mistress
She's hard to call your own
The moon's a harsh mistress
The sky is made of stone
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