The Moon, Pt. 2

Pale yellow moon October flows so delicately We're disillusioned With death in Autumn air Crowing in the pumpkin patch You were a sweetheart to lay those visions bare So sweep me your syllables twisted And lay down your Cataline smile You'll keep me evermore listless And you'll leave me out of mind, child So don't turn your alibis toothless And sink in your silhouette, dear Sleep in your chrysalis movements And realize it's been a long, long year