let’s find you a new pair of flip-flops
moon. and rescue your feet
from those socks and shoes.

the wind’s tryin to blow us away
moon. so we asked Jane to record
what she thought about you…

(just in case)
(you escape)

…someone said
you’d be a good catch,
moon. but you were here
too soon. and we were gone
too soon. and we didn’t know that parking
one. spot. down.
could be so wrong. and we didn’t know the net
had a hole.

and someone said you’d be
a good catch,
moon.

but we were here
too soon. and you were gone
too soon.

and now you’re full,
moon,

…full moon.

full as a pie-in-the-face
moon. coconut creme. let’s
eat some of you.

we might fall asleep with our shoes on
moon. and you might havta drive us home.
it’s not very far.
in your DeLorean car.

(we’ll make Jim ride on the hood…)

there’s been an unscheduled delay
moon. but we didn’t let it turn us around.
we took it in stride
with some burgers and fries.
and a nose.
from a bet with a clown.

(turns out Jane knows a lot)
(about astronauts…)

today’s a good day for a birthday
moon. we’ll blow out the candles
and count on you.

eeny, meeny, miny
moon. gonna sit here
and smile. and
think about you.

(Jim, Jim, Jim)
(what on earth)
(is a girl)
(gonna do about him?)

if you must drive the wrong way on a one way
moon, you might wanna, maybe just
put down the phone…

our hair smells quite yummy washed under
the moon. like midnight. and stardust. and
kisses. and blue.

let’s get you set up with a handbag
moon. lotsa secret compartments.
with extra room.

(Jane recommends a few totes)
(or a rucksack)
(and hobo)

(…that’s Jane though)

(Jim thinks one small clutch)
(is more than enough)

(Frank‘s ready for lunch)

rock-a-bye, lullaby, pie-eyed
moon. we could all fall asleep
in the cradle of you.

when your big brother tells you to do somethin
moon…you might havta wonder
if he’s up to no good.

(Jim‘s got a flashlight)
(in case we’re stuck here all night…)

edge of a Thin Mint that won’t fit in one bite
moon. you’re minty.
with chocolate.
mysterious and cool.

thinkin bout gettin tattooed
moon. and maybe a piercing or two.
Jane thinks we’ll regret it–
but we told her fuggeddit.

(never enough variations of you…)

we might havta stay up all night
moon. cuz it’s Spring on the prairie
and there’s so much to do.

(you don’t have a list?)
(Jane‘ll make one for you…)

thin as an eyelash in the sky
moon. let’s try some big, bold mascara
on you.

(Jim says to wear blue)
(so you’ll match his spacesuit)

so thin the wind blew you away
moon. best fatten you up
before you return.

you don’t havta eat all the Nut-Thins
moon. just cuz they come in one box.

and the same goes for Mike and Ike
Whoppers and Peeps… Junior Mints
Smarties and Brach’s.

(candy corn)

folks keep sayin you’re goin away
moon. and it’s true that you’re vanishing
fast. but we’re researchin options
and alternate plans.
and we’re thinkin for sure you’ll come back.

the outline is not gonna help
moon. due to a short attention…
hey, is that Jane?