and my heart's been shot down

like a bird in flight

 

Gyros left

he left the country

went to Russia

for a vacation         he said

I'll be back

we'll figure out just where we stand

 

And Lydia waited

she waited

waited to hear

what her dear had to say

 

He comes back home

she doesn't see him

then on the telephone

late at night

she hears the news

of his new life

of his foreign wife

and all the rest  she never knew

 

And now she says:

My moon has fallen

I've lost my love

I'm crashed to earth

my womb has dried up

oh how can I be living

when my insides have died

and my heart's been shot down

like a bird in flight

like a bird in flight

like a bird      in      flight

 

My moon has fallen

my moon

      has      fallen

it's fallen

fallen

fallen

  

 

My Moon has Fallen

 

At a table removed

from the action of the room

Lydia sat

her hands wrapped around her brandy

staring into space

her heart beat in her eyes

as a candle flickered

and there in her countenance

was something unknown

that held her in check

as she uttered the words

 

My moon has fallen

I've lost my love

I'm crashed to earth

my womb has dried up

how can I be living          

when my insides have died

  

Gerald Nicholas Simpson.  All rights reserved.