we’re just sittin around tellin stories
moon. bout the crazy good times
we’ve had with you.

thanks for the memories.

(nobody mentioned the spaceship keys)
(might keep that adventure just you)
(and me)

we heard that you like rhubarb pie
moon. so we made one to launch
in a slingshot to you.

(we’re testing Jim‘s claim…)
(of impeccable aim)

had a bit of an electrical outage
moon. so we’re happy to see
that you’re still shinin through.

is there a chance
we could dance
moon?

(Jim went to find his shoes)

the lake.
the moon.
the view.

super-cali-fragi-coooool.

no sleep for the fans keepin tabs on you
moon. closed our eyes for a second
and look:
you grew.

we really did wanna go swimmin
moon. but someone threw up
in the kiddie pool.

don’t wake us up until Tuesday
moon. on second thought…   Tuesday
might be too soon.

purple duck, yellow duck, grey goose
moon. jump up and chase you
around the room.

got half a mind to travel

moon. makin some space.

might land on you.

don’t even think we’d forgotten
moon. there ain’t no forgettin
the likes of you.

gonna pass you around
moon. till you fall in my cup.
add mint and cane sugar…
then drink you right up.

you’re cute,
moon.
just look at you.

we followed the yellow brick road
moon. but it didn’t end up
where we planned.

(Jane wants to blame Jim)
(but it wasn’t all him)
(and there’s no way to explain)
(all this sand…)

gonna drill us some holes in the ceiling
moon. and hang us some lamps
that remind us of you.

if there were no tomorrow
moon. if
there was only today—
we’d stay up all night
and follow you. we’d skip
all our chores
and play.

tails you get thinner
moon. heads you grow stout.
should we fill you all in…
or flatten you out?

might try that old key in a new lock
moon. you’ve been gone too long.
now you’re back too soon.

if the shoe fits you don’t havta wear it
moon. (but you might wanna buy it)
(in case someday you do…)