Waiting for the Moon

Take a fragile thing, see how it breaks
Watch as it collapses, see what it takes
This bag of bones, blood and skin
What will it take to make it whole again

Take a silent thing and make it scream
Loud enough to wake you from that dream
Get all of that noise into every ear
Who will listen, what will they hear

Take all of those things that frighten you
Put them out into the square on public view
Let them fade, let them rust
Let the pigeons roost, let them turn to dust