… See her how she flies
Golden sails across the sky
She's close enough to touch
But careful if you try
Though she looks as warm as gold
The moon's a harsh mistress
The moon can be so cold

… Once the sun did shine
Good Lord it felt so fine
The moon a phantom rose
Over the mountains and the pines
And then the darkness fell
The moon's a harsh mistress
It's hard to love her well

… I fell out of her eyes
Fell out of her heart
Fell down on my face
I tripped and missed my star
God I fell and I fell alone
The moon's a harsh mistress
The sky is made of stone

… The moon's a harsh mistress
She's hard to call your own