Borrow my imagination for a little while How can I comfort you? You say you like it this way Night or day - it's the same to you
Until that day I plant mercury globeflowers in my garden and until that night your beams make the flowers explode and spread your seeds
Comfort? Yeah like putting plasters on a limb consumed by leprosy Comfort? Yeah like sticking the head in the sand
I conjured a miserable creature for you A restless moonling always on the move It founded its own nomadic state - Translunaria
The moonling can never be seen from earth
Braiding moonbeams
How can I comfort you? You like it this way, don't you? Slowly revolving a white horizon round your axis
Your magnetism is so week, you can hardly keep the ivory tower I conjured for you
How can I? You say you don't want it You say you don't need it How can I? You don't care at all, do you?