Moonshine

Moon shines down beyond the city lights
Casting shadows on the streets below
We walk together searching for the stars
Beyond the skyline we’ve come to know
Moon shines down upon your pale face
Like a flower belonging to no time nor place
A painter may paint it, a writer may write
But they’re still imitations of your beauty tonight
The grass still grows through the cracks in the street
Reminding us of what lies beneath
Like a prisoner whose mind is free
We can’t cover the beauty that lies at our feet