I was searching for the moon
No matter the hemishpere I'm in,
I can often find him to accompany me home...
First I mistook a church clock for him.
Then it was a streetlight
(feeling like my back is to the door
except
i'm outdoors)
which are all hovering far above my head
Like it's the Next Generaton
Many of them, hanging on wires
Like we're all living in the branches
Of a huge Christmas tree
Visst