Lunar Landscapes - John Vanderslice

run with me

we’ll ride over the great cliffs

into the sea

we won’t saddle up again

we won’t run the track again

no more shots or medicine

run with me

across gray lunar landscapes

into the sea

I’ll stroke your mane

as we fall through the sky

oh, broken horse, get ready to???‚¬?¦

run with me

we’ll be such a beautiful sight

to the people on the beach

with a great running leap

over rocks, over sand

oh we may never land