When the Moon Was Ours

When the moon was ours

The sky beheld our wishes

When the trees bled far

We burned our worth to riches

Oh where do we go from here?

The mystery's not unclear

But where do we go from here?

Home let me in

Home let me go

When the grays are stark

The hearth has turned so jaded

When we've lived this far

Why has wisdom faded?