She’s marble blue and five of eight

She’s churning seas and shifting plates and solid to the core

She’s gently heated by the sun

She moves with beauty as she’s spun just as she did before

 

But oh, now she’s crying, it’s getting hard to carry on

But oh, how she’s crying, September sun has come and gone

 

She’s seen it all there’s nothing new

She takes a bolt out of the blue just like it wasn’t there

She has a slowly changing face

She’s hard as steel but fine as lace beneath her subtle air

 

But oh, now she’s crying, it’s getting hard to carry on

But oh, how she’s crying, September sun has come and gone

 

She’s slowing down, she’s getting old

The greatest story ever told, she’s everywhere we roam

She’s paid the price, she’s done the time

Her only fault, her only crime was making us a home

 

But oh, now she’s crying, it’s getting hard to carry on

But oh, how she’s crying, September sun has come and gone

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(Copyright Jules Benjamin)

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