I lift a toast to the moon
you take my pain away
but death is coming soon
and then you come to stay
narcotic sleep brings dreams
of love and destiny
and night always redeems
with midnight alchemy
moonlight transforms my fear
for brief but precious hours
as year adds on to year
till fear has lost its powers
and when my soul departs
then you may search for me
you know our human hearts
you come to set us free
you know that I must die
and so you grieve my plight
my glass is lifted high
I toast the moon tonight
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