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Rise up you second hand moon
Can’t you hear my guitar’s in tune
Ready to play as soon as you rise
Or are you embarrassed of your size
Just ‘cause I can mute you with my thumb
doesn’t mean you can’t come from
your hiding place beneath the ground
where only in darkness can you be found
Don’t be sad that more people like the sun
Even God can’t have everyone
So what if your light is just a reflection
You can be gazed upon with our rejection
Here, I’ll play a song
And you can sing along
How everyone’s the sun
And I’m the moon.