(B. Walkenhorst)
Looking out my window, the eclipse has begun
I grab your hand, we run outside and dance in the dimming sun
Light through the leaves casts a zillion crescents on the ground
And you say hold me tight (Alright!)
Peeking through a pinhole, the eclipse has begun
The shadow tag of sun and moon washes over us and everyone
Lives that overlap without ever seeing that it's so
And you say hold me close
Don't let me go
High noon and midnight we're standing in the path
Where shadows beget shadows and every step has an aftermath
Leaving tiptoe ripples of a stepping stone
Nobody walks alone
Things are set in motion, sounds clash and harmonize
And the fire of the moment becomes the light in my baby's eyes
We plant by the moon, by chance and by design
And I know this is mine
This is mine all the time
There's a butterfly in China and a Kansas thunderstorm
A man laying down a dollar and a young girl's clothes being torn
Actions and reactions, echoes only dogs can hear
And I say what's that sound?
Spinning me round and around and round
And I'm looking at the sky, I see the eclipse at an end
I am but an arm's length from my lover and my friend
And from every other soul that I may know or never will
Under the shining sun
Life goes on and on
More Eclipse Has Begun
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