Pine Moon

Pine moon spoke too soon

And black lake spoke too late

But what same words could these two know?

When one is so deep, the other's aglow

And black lake lay low and wide

Oh, pine moon arched across the sky

Well some nights her light skimmed on the waves

And some days coals churned up from the bottom

Oh, pine moon spoke all a-scatter

That the stars were all linked, as if that really mattered

The unknown deep, of the black lake

Could only reach the moon if he evaporates

Ooooo, Oooooo, Ooooo, Ooooooo

Ooooo, Oooooo, Ooooo, Ooooooo

So, low, he lay quiet and, deep, he held out

The depths were foundation to find the rest out

As still as a well, mysterious him

She closed one eye slowly, her light became dim

She couldn't see how to give her light to the water

Looking up from the depths, he didn't know how to want her

And what same things could these two know?

When one is so deep, the other's aglow

And what same things could these two know?