Harvest Moon from II by Mother Turtle

Shades of red, in the town’s square
Come gather round let the children sing
Winter songs,
Come to me and pray for rainy days
Fields of broken shards
Blue moon, crescent, silver lines

Spirits rise
Seasons gathering around them
Feel the Mystic wind
Celebrate
Come and listen to the scarecrows
Come and dance along
Red rose, withered, harvest moon, silent

Would you care, for a little sunshine?
I got some left
in my head
Along with some moonbeams
And some butterfly wings
Or would you rather have
A cup of tea?

Would you smile for the sea and the stars?
For ships that fly
Over fields of blue
Ravens and papers
And songs out of tune
Whispering prayers
On street parades

People tend to forget
People tend to forgive
Fires burning on Main Street
Harvest moon is bringing all the people on their feet

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