moonlight tonight

Sun stumbled on his crutches and shivered in the gutter
two thirty in the morning I am chilly as a blue blue guitar
head on my hands and handed my blue jay shoes
I do what I do and don’t do what I don’t do
in your moonlight.

Changing of the garden upside down on a pedestal
every hue and every holler in the fall down orchestra
I am making a mess of music cuz I’m miss a screw or two
I do what I do and don’t do what I don’t do
in your moonlight.

[chorus]
It doesn’t matter what hour it is
doesn’t matter what month it is tomorrow
all the mattering I got going
is in your blue moonlight tonight.

I scattered ashes from the Liberty Bell to the Alamo
from burned up panoramas as unseen in due time
wherever I am I can see your eyes and look through ’em
I do what I do and don’t do what I don’t do
in your moonlight.

Bagged in the back with what I get away with periphrasically
consequences anticipated and not uncharacteristically
in the still hot stove with leftover stew
I do what I do and don’t do what I don’t do
in your moonlight.

It doesn’t matter what hour it is
doesn’t matter what month it is tomorrow
all the mattering I got going
is in your blue moonlight tonight.

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