Moon of my Own - Indjoov
Label: Indjoov Arts | LC 103295
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Behind the Song - Moon of my Own:
Here, the narrator stands at the threshold of loss, holding onto a moon that once illuminated their path — now distant, white as an ermine robe, cold as marble at dawn.
The moon becomes both a sacred muse and a cruel deserter.
A hymn for intimacy that refuses permanence, glowing briefly before vanishing into the dark.
For those who’ve held a moon of their own and watched it drift away.
Lyrics:
Moon of My Own
I had a moon of my own
Abandoned me
A pine with thorns carved in stone
With moss of gold
Butterflies and zebras flown by drones
Showing me
Marbled green seats in gardens dawn
You had a moon of your own
Orbits thee
White as a royal ermine robe
With eyes and nose
Telling you their secrets to their songs
Their prose and scorn
At Charon's gate across the toll
Find me
Catch me
Love me
Elevate me
Hug me
But leave me
To die here alone
Touch me
Move me
Spoil me
Caress me
Kiss me
But leave me
To die here alone
I had a moon of my own
Leaving me
Though I wished you were on this throne
I had a moon of my own
Composer/Lyricist: Indjoov