For the longest time, we called you the moon
Because from where we could see
You looked abandoned
And blue
Like nighttime
We thought we understood how you felt
Another room
In a home
That was a notch on our belt
So we burned up the oceans
And drowned out our skies
Until even the islands began to
Become dry
And suddenly soon
We'll stand crying over valleys abandoned and blue
With a far, new born, planet
Calling us moon.
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