As I Look

As I looked at the moon I reached for the sky And I raised my hand I still wonder why I stretched my body And as I closed my hand Something was laid in my palm I don't understand... This star wasn't right It was bent and distorted This star wasn't too bright It was small and light I thought of throwing the star that laid in my hand Throwing it and stomping it into the sand I stopped and stared and relized the gift I knew it was something that would never drift So i sat down and hummed A song never sung And it rung through the waves A light beating drum...