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Moon on Her Shoulder


 

She sits on a stone

That couldn’t be colder

Than being alone

Did you hear a moan?

Moon on her shoulder

 

It was just an embrace

But the night became bolder

Already in disgrace

With no reason to race

Moon on her shoulder

 

The deed was done

She told me to hold her

The dead have no fun

But they never get older

Moon on her shoulder

 

The years slipped away

I could’ve told her

We’d treasure that day

The plan that I sold her

Moon on her shoulder

 

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