"The perception of the audience is the interesting part.
If the audience doesn't hear what is going on,
is it going on or not?"
Robert Fripp
Call her moonchild
Dancing in the shallows of a river
Lonely moonchild
Dreaming in the shadows of the willow.
Talking to the trees of the cobweb strange
Sleeping on the steps of a fountain
Waving silver wands to the night-birds song
Waiting for the sun on the mountain.
She's a moonchild
Gathering the flowers in a garden.
Lovely moonchild
Drifting on the echoes of the hours.
Sailling on the wind
in a milk white gown
Dropping circle stones on a sun dial
Playing hide and seek
with the ghosts of dawn
Waiting for a smile from a sunchild.
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