Tonight I drew a circle round the moon <br />This night I drew a circle round the moon <br />Through a glazed up frosty window <br />I drew a circle round the moon <br /> <br />Tonight I stood on the end of a pier <br />And the moon flooded the bay <br />And as it caught the rolling tide <br />I swear the waves stopped dead <br /> <br />Tonight I ran through dark streets <br />And cut the heads off all the flowers <br />And replaced them with something beautiful <br />That could never ever die <br /> <br />Tonight I lay by my open window <br />And listened to the rain <br />Gently lapping the ground outside <br />And smiling, I lay still <br /> <br />Tonight on the end of that pier <br />I longed for someone to hold <br />To share this beautiful sight with <br />And see the circles round the moon <br /> <br />Tonight the moon told me something <br />The moon it told me to live <br />It told me to live, not merely exist <br />So I could decapitate the flowers <br /> <br />But I didn’t take any notice <br />And killed myself instead <br />And if you look up at the sky tonight <br />There’ll be a circle round the moon<br /><br />Perfect Fool<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/circles-round-the-moon/
