The Moon's a Harsh Mistress - Rumer

See her, how she flies

Golden sails across the sky

She’s 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

Oh, Lord, it felt so fine

The moon, a phantom, rose

Through the mountains and the ???

And then the darkness fell

The moon’s a harsh mistress

It’s hard to love her way (?)

I fell out of her eyes

I fell out of her heart

I fell down on my face

I tripped and missed my ???

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