Poet's Moon Songtext
von Fish

You sit there biding your time
Out of your head and into your mind
Penning thoughts that are dreams in action
A glass raised to an absent muse
A boy stands in his father′s shoes
And a drunk man smiles at a thistle under a Poet's moon

Under a Poet′s moon there's a life sign burning
A Poet's moon like a vision shining
And the lovers lie in the long grass
Stolen flowers make their beds
Under a Poet′s moon there are dreams in action
Prayers met and questions answered
As the world birls in the darkness
I′m still staring at the skies under a Poet's moon


A night black as hoodie′s eye
The sparks fly from a tinker's fire
As the stories burn among us under a Poet′s moon
A seed falls onto stony ground
Without a hope and without a sound
From the weeds will grow the flowers
Under a Poet's moon

Under a Poet′s moon, there's a salmon settling
In a guddler's hand that is patient waiting
Like a lover′s touch, to charm the life
His fingers play the reeds
Under a Poet′s moon there's a whistle blowing
Out in No Man′s Land
Where a flare is falling in a deadly night
The dreamers stand like flowers in a storm
Flowers in a storm
We are flowers in a storm
Under a Poet's moon

You sit there biding your time out of your head
And into your mind
Penning thoughts that are dreams in action
A cross made in a polling booth
Another flies in a field of blue
And a drunk man smiles at a thistle
Under a Poet′s moon


Under a Poet's moon there are angels crying
Dead men born and devils laughing
And the dance goes on regardless
′Til you're carried from the floor
Under a Poet's moon there are dreams in action
Prayers met and questions answered
As the world birls in the darkness
I′m still staring at the skies
Staring at the skies
We′re staring at the skies

Under a Poet's moon
We′re under a Poet's moon
Under a Poet′s moon
We're under a Poet′s moon
Under a Poet's moon