Stardust scatters over clouded horizon,
As the light begins to fade abrupt.
The sky puts on its crimson lipstick,
And slowly slides into it's amber gown.
The spotlight rises into view,
As the audience is in awe.
We see the man they call the moon,
Accompanied by his band the stars.
He casts a light down to the stage,
Ardent silver in its purest hue.
A romantic tale, that is his play,
And the actors he requests.
Lovers mold like clay into one single heart,
Under eloquent light of night they profess
Undying love in hope of felicity; In vein,
As time will pass, and the clay shall dry...
As the moon subsides into the skyline,
The pact is broken, the vows betrayed,
As the lipstick is running by blinding day;
The heart is cracked, and the gown is torn...
