The Moon’s A Harsh Mistress

[Verse 1]
See her how she flies, golden sails across the sky
Close enough to touch, but careful if you try
Though she looks as warm as gold, the moon's a harsh mistress
The moon can be so cold

[Verse 2]
Once the sun did shine, and, Lord, it felt so fine
The moon a phantom rose, through the mountains and the pines
And then the darkness fell, and the moon's a harsh mistress
It's hard to love her well

[Outro]
The moon's a harsh mistress
She's hard to call your own