the day my moon went away
i came home that day
i found her new and big
it was awfully strange

she didn't shine the way she used to
she didn't cry the way she used to
she didn't do anything like before

i found out
my moon had gone away
i found her on a hill
With those big piles of trash
i dug for her and found
her dark black eyes
with nothing in them
her eyes black
and mine red
when i held her lifeless body
in my hand
a little seemed so far away
when my moon went away

when my moon went away
the sun seemed to stop
and almost went with her
when my moon went away
so did my eyes
They burned so far.

To ashes she's gone
With her children
and left us all a new moon
I'm trying to get used to it
but this moon is really blue.