The Moon Is A Harsh Mistress Lyrics - Beyond The Missouri Sky (short Stories) - Charlie Haden & Pat Metheny

See her how she flies 

Golden sails across the sky 

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 

Lord, it felt so fine 

The moon a phantom rose 

Through the mountains and the pines 

And then the darkness fell 

And the moon's a harsh mistress 

It's so hard to love her well 

I fell out of her eyes 

I fell out of her heart 

I fell down on my face 

Yes, I did, and I, I tripped and I missed my star 

God, I fell and I fell alone, I fell alone 

And the moon's a harsh mistress 

And the sky is made of stone 

The moon's a harsh mistress 

She's hard to call your own