Silver Moon explores the way in which we can be one with the earth and the air. In fear, and in joy. Even though we can be immersed in both feelings at once, unsure of our gravity, unsure of our true essense, there is nothing more liberating than realizing ... you have no control. Go with the flow, and live it.
Broken from a light breeze ... Particles floating away in the air you breathe ... bolts in my heart from way it beats out of tune ... nothing shines the way I see the silver moon ... green tumbling hills they are indeed alive ... and in these hills the stories glow and learn to find the will to thrive ... and now the tale it grows ... all this time in your skin breaks my life in two ... that's how the tale will go ... Hope is not like the sea ... Under the circus are all of the fears you freed ... you feel for my limbs but my arms they continue to flail ... nothing cries the way I hear thunder and hail ... the secrets fly to air and space ... and in the spotlight the stories glow and learn to find the will to fade ... and now the tale it grows ... all this time in my heart breaks my life in two ... that's how the tale will go