Moonsong - Animal Bag

When the full moon is high

I feel her presence in the sky

Up in the air we’ll meet

Me with the earth beneath my feet

The universe in tune with us

In space and time we move, we rhyme

Now we’ve gone and thrown it all away

Her way is of the sea

Her full moon makes a man of me

My way is like the tide

I rise and fall but never hide

It’s happening

She’s beckoning

Now we rise with moonstruck eyes

Around the fires

We drum the night away

(Lead Break)

So here we are all down here

On this illusionary sphere

They never wonder why

They never feel the urge to fly

It’s happening

She’s beckoning

Her light it shines in all our minds

To light the path

To rip the veil away

When the full moon is high

Her light it shines in all our minds

When the full moon is high

Her light it shines in all our minds

When the full moon is high

Her light it shines in all our minds