Week 406 // On the Way to the Moon

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One last look and the moon goes
Back behind the clouds for the night

One impossible crater to land in
Spectacular moment to savor

One giant leap for mankind
And the moment is gone
And the past is behind you

One fine day you’ll wake up to the birds
And it’s fine just to hear they are singing

On the way to the moon
On the way to the moon
On the way to the moon

In the morning the fence is blown down
And the yard is a mess from the storm

In the morning the paper is soaked
And the words bleed
And you cannot read them

In the morning the governor says
To call it a natural disaster

And in the morning you’ll wring out your socks
And do just the same thing you’ve been doing

On the way to the moon
On the way to the moon
On the way to the moon

Notes
I wrote and recorded this song in the total span of about forty-five minutes. I reveal that information because I am still parsing what the words mean to me, and what I think I might be trying to talk about with this piece. Normally, in the time it takes to put one of these together, I work out a more complete concept of the meaning of the content. Tonight it is more like listening to something written by somebody else, and attempting to interpret the meaning.

This song seems to speak to the lofty goals and the weighty interventions of life. There are notes of the fleeting satisfaction of accomplishment sharing space with the disappointment of pitfalls. Their commonality seems to be the vacuum that they leave in their wake, because life doesn’t start and stop with the most pronounced moments; it goes on and that’s a good thing.

I think perhaps my understanding ends there. Also, I wish I had written a bridge for this song.

~M.E.

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