The Moon

Under the same moon

the one that hangs in the sky

and enlumates the same earth

I think about you

I think about us

I think about everyone else

I think about

all the good and bad

Under the moon,

the one that hangs in the sky

and enlumates the same earth,

I think about the soilders in Iraq

I wounder if they will ever come home
I think about all the ones that have died

and I think about their familys

and see how much theyve lost

and wounder if it some how could have been diffrent

Under the same moon

the one that hangs in the sky

and enlumates the same earth,

I think about the past

and the future

and wounder if it will be better

I wounder if things will change

old bulidings getting smaller

in this fast pace world

I wounder if things will be better

Under the same moon

the one that hangs in the sky

and enlumates the same earth,

I wish I could just get to it,

maybe then

everything would just pass me by

and I wouldnt have to think about anything.