see her how she flies golden sails across the sky close enough to touch but careful if you try though she looks as warm as gold the moon s a harsh mistress the moon can be so cold once the sun did shine and lord it felt so fine the moon a phantom rose through the mountains and the pine and then the darkness fell the moon s a harsh mistress it s hard to love her well i fell out of her eyes i fell out of her heart i fell down on my face yes i did and i tripped and i missed my star and i fell and fell alone the moon s a harsh mistress the sky is made of stone the moon s a harsh mistress she s hard to call your own