Under the Light of the Moon

By Jeff Rolfzen & Rocky Steen-Rolfzen

There’s a pictograph of languages infused

That spells

Sail on sail on

The water’s getting high

And the tide’s about to drive

Yet I

Sail on sail on

Winds are blowing high and the night it is nigh

And I

Sail on sail on

You were born out on the prairie

And I was born in the land of the loon

Yet our lives just merged themselves together

Under the light of the moon

Spare this distance and silence your hymns of sorrow

I have

Come home come home

Oh I never forgot her in my time out on the water

I have

Come home come home

When I couldn’t dream without you in my dead and dreamless sleep

I’d wish to

Come home come home

Make a wish out on the prairie

And I’ll make one to see you soon

May our thoughts all be tied together

Under the light on the moon

Grab them ropes and haul them sails away

Don’t you

Let go let go

My heart no longer aches and my sorrows I can shake

If I just

Let go let go

Next I see your smile I’m gonna hold you for a while

And I won’t

Let go let go

Listen to the meadowlark on the prairie

And you can hear the calling of the loon

It matters not where we are upon this rock if we’re

Under the light of the moon