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Moon hasn’t slept for days
Moon hasn’t slept for days
Sun looks over at him and says what are you
Doing
It’s my turn you have to sleep
Moon is salty as a sailor says
I’ll stand and stare at the sun
Have craters you have sun spots
I’m a little satellite you are the Sun around me
Get up early moon isn’t watching me make
breakfast
I haven’t slept for days all I do is think about you
Sleeping awake on a 5 stack with syrup
And some toast and jam
You’re getting ready to be the Sun
Solar flares not getting there my little moon
While I see four legs jump over me
Counting sheep man on the moon awaken me
You set down over the East Coast I’m still awake
It’s my turn the sun will sleep I’m a moon awake
Stand in the night reflecting the Sun till Sun
Wakes and warms the soul of the world
Sun looks over at him and says what are you
Doing
It’s my turn you have to sleep
Moon is salty as a sailor says
I’ll stand and stare at the sun
Have craters you have sun spots
I’m a little satellite you are the Sun around me
Get up early moon isn’t watching me make
breakfast
I haven’t slept for days all I do is think about you
Sleeping awake on a 5 stack with syrup
And some toast and jam
You’re getting ready to be the Sun
Solar flares not getting there my little moon
While I see four legs jump over me
Counting sheep man on the moon awaken me
You set down over the East Coast I’m still awake
It’s my turn the sun will sleep I’m a moon awake
Stand in the night reflecting the Sun till Sun
Wakes and warms the soul of the world
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