I am fascinated by the moon. To me it represents loneliness, brilliance, beauty, serenity, mystery and joy all at once. The past couple of days it has been so bright and clear in the sky. I love being able to see the moon faintly in the sky when the sun is out…it always comes back. I’ve always tried…unsuccessfully to capture the beauty of the moon in a picture…it just never works out, so each night I look up to the sky for one glimpse that brings me back. There are several songs that capture my love of the moon quite perfectly…
“Jealous of the Moon” by Nickel Creek
Trying on a brand new dress
But you haven’t worn the old one yet.
You’ve come too far, to turn around now.
You’ve given up the good fight.
You’re as strong as anyone.
You’re back when you started from,
I see you’re back where you started from.
Staring down the stars, jealous of the moon
You wish you could fly.
But you’re staying where you are,
there’s nothing you can do,
if you’re too scared to try.
You drag your pretty head around
Swearing you’re gonna drown with a beautiful sigh and a river of lies.
Staring down the stars, jealous of the moon
You wish you could fly.
But you’re staying where you are
there’s nothing you can do
if you’re too scared to try.
Why don’t you call me, I could save you.
Together we’ll find a god we can pray to that will take you by the hand.
I hate to see a friend of mine,
Laughing out loud when she’s crying inside,
but you’ve got your pride.
Staring down the stars, jealous of the moon
You wish you could fly.
But you’re staying where you are
There’s nothing you could do, if you’re too scared to try.
You’re staring down the stars,
You stay where you are,
You’re jealous of the moon, but there’s nothing you could do if you’re too scared to try,
If you’re too scared to try.
“You are the Moon” by The Hush Sound
Shadows all around you as you surface from the dark
Emerging from the gentle grip of night’s unfolding arms
Darkness, darkness everywhere, do you feel all alone?
The subtle grace of gravity, the heavy weight of stone
You don’t see what you possess, a beauty calm and clear
It floods the sky and blurs the darkness like a chandelier
All the light that you possess is skewed by lakes and seas
The shattered surface, so imperfect, is all that you believe
I will bring a mirror, so silver, so exact
So precise and so pristine, a perfect pane of glass
I will set the mirror up to face the blackened sky
You will see your beauty every moment that you rise
