Moonstone - Lydia Ainsworth

Let’s walk the purple mile to the city of jade

I’ll hold your hand in mine, but face away.

Inactive senses scattered far away,

Release your spirit and receive the light.

Moonstone

Feel the vibrations from the Earth, it’s calling

Time stands still as it builds, this is the road.

You’ve always known that our men want what’s in stone

Eyes wide up towards the light move through the dark.

Moonstone