“This is where it stops, this is where it begins Every moment, every day This is where it stops, this is where it begins...”
It began with a glance at my scope
There blossomed a tinge of hope
That maybe the moon would find a companion in an astronomer like me
So I tried to get closer ‘til I got weary…
For some nights, it showed its warmth
But most nights were just a blur...
Maybe the moon is destined to be admired from a distance
Or maybe the moon wanted another ‘heavenly' body
Who knows? Who knows?
Here I am troubled by uncertainty
and constantly baffled by the moon’s inconsistency
and I do not want this anymore
Not today, not tonight
So maybe it’s time to pack up my scope
For tonight, I will not be looking up
For tonight, this is where it will all stop.
*Quoted part is from David Levithan's book -- Another Day.