I'm a crescent moon Looking for a place to lay my head and settle in Never found a refuge up there in the sky But never thought it would be you and I
Was there anyone Able to remain alive upon this place? Space is only precious when I'm filling in All the spaces waiting to be filled
Waxing And waning Waxing And waning
So feel me Pulling all your oceans up around my body And if it should ever let me leave this place too soon You'll always know that I'm a crescent moon
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