Moonlight’s Bright Tonight by Robert Moe
Part 1
Moonlight’s bright tonight.
Let’s go outside and play
In the fields of the village.
Morning’s far away.
Still crisp air holds its breath
In silence as we watch
Moonlit shadows creeping west,
Forever out of reach.
We try to chase the shadows
Running through the trees,
Standing tall with outstretched limbs
Against the lonely seas.
Come along and run with me,
The fields await our gaze.
There lay mysteries to be seen
Beyond the twilight haze.
We’ll chase our noble destiny
Into the howling storm
And catch those fleeting shadows,
Running with open arms.
We’ve stayed in this tiny village
Longer than we aught.
The world awaits, bold and bright
Even if we’re caught.
It’s time to make our journey
To lands far and wide.
I’d rather face the future
With you by my side.
Moonlight’s bright tonight.
Let’s go outside and play.
Time to forge our future,
In the streets with me today.
Part 2
Moonlight’s bright tonight.
Let’s go outside and play
In the streets of the city.
Morning’s far away.
We’ll dance in the streets,
Race under the stars,
Staring into the eyes
Of oncoming cars.
They’ll tell us their wisdom
In archetypical style
Of the roles that we play
And if we survive.
The dogs of the city,
They howl and they fight,
Then fortune they share
For our hungry delight.
When morning comes early
With its fresh silken dreams,
We shake off the dust
Of what we have seen.
We’ll feel the warm sun
Wake our guarded souls,
To feed us again
As we make our way home.
Our lives have been spent
Living other’s requests.
Now is the time
For our own conquests.
The streets of the city
Are daring and sheer.
Come with me now.
Experience no fear.
Part 3
Moonlight's bright tonight.
Let's go outside and play.
We can run until dawn.
Morning's still far away.
Embrace the lingering warmth
From the setting of the sun.
Streets grant one true path.
Night calls our return.
In silence the river washed
Our dreams from the shore.
Shiny speckles of sand
Are ours no more.
We’re left vacant and empty
With no pathway home,
Yet the streets keep calling,
Calling our return.
The nights will restore
What we knew in the streets,
But lost from our lives
In many years since.
New challenges we’ll face
With joy and with grief.
Head-on and direct,
Reclaim our belief.
Come share the night,
And the life we must lead
In the streets of the city
Where we can be free.
Moonlight's bright tonight.
Let's go outside and play,
In the streets of the city.
Morning's still far away.