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   Lord, it felt so fine   The moon a phantom rose   Through the mountains and the pines   And then the darkness fell   And the moon's a harsh mistress   It's so 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 -- I tripped and I missed my star   God, I fell and I fell alone, I fell alone   And the moon's a harsh mistress   And the sky is made of stone      The moon's a harsh mistress   She's hard to call your own.