See her how she flies, golden sails across the sky   Close enough to touch, but careful if you try   Though she looks as warm as gold, the moon's a harsh mistress   The moon can be so cold      Once the sun did shine and Lord it felt so fine   The moon a phantom rose through the mountains and the pine   And then the darkness fell, the moon's a harsh mistress   It's hard to love her well      I fell out of her eyes, I fell out of her heart   I fell down on my face, yes I did and I tripped and I missed my star   And I fell and fell alone, the moon's a harsh mistress   The sky is made of stone   The moon's a harsh mistress, she's hard to call your own