Under a Bankrupt Moon

All I can do now is crawl The moon's light has faded to black I search the skies But there is no track I wonder the reason why Will it ever come back? I'm not an astronomer or physicist, So I can't do the math, But I can surely see the moon Has wandered off it's path It's either there, Or it's not, I can't find it, So no matter what.... The moon is gone... Or is my mind? Either way, I can not find... Our shiny neighbor That looked over us for eons past.. And so I must... Think that perhaps Time is about to end... And we on earth will follow the fate of our celestial friend.