wandering off down the dirt road,
Harvest moon calling me onwards
pulsating
waves of energy now visible
coyotes not so far
somebody else heard the call
Trevor!
so we walk together, the river must be nearby, let's go and see
he disappears into the corn
did i just imagine he was there
we stumble through the corn, row after row
everything is pulsating
time and space have merged once again
always and forever

La luna, si, la luna