Mount Eerie - Karl Blau
Blue Moon!
Waded out past the waves swells,
Where we all floated helpless.
And he told us to stop treading water,
He sang about the sand
Where we could all touch our feet down.
He held out his hand with his tipped back, he sang loud
But we didn't listen,
He swam off alone,
Long live his words,
All caught up on his own.
He said:
"Someday the moon will reach out to the sun
but for now it must drift along!"
But for now he drifts along.
Letras Mount Eerie