Moonwalk from Rise Early by Sweet Joe Pye

all i have left of you is a picture on the wall
always i’ll remember, though rarely i’ll recall
there’s no need to imagine ghosts, reality haunts too 
i’ve got your story to tell, i wish that it weren’t true

i tried to write a letter and send it to your mom
i heard back she was gone dear, been gone a long time
so you lived with your grandma, it was she who set the table
she tried to take care of you, as best as she was able

but who could stop a bullet, from coming through her door
who could stop a bullet, from taking one more
who could stop a bullet, from shooting through your door
who could stop a bullet, from killing one more

in my dreams, i see you, exactly as before
i’m standing in my classroom, you’re dancing cross the floor 
this is how i see you, moonwalking in the hall 
up till when the show starts, so fast you never fall

moonwalk, my darlin’, dream you’ll be a star
moonwalk, my darlin’, i tell myself you are
moonwalk, my darlin’, and i’ll look up at night
moonwalk, my darlin’, as i hold these memories tight 

i hope there will be no more such stories to tell, 
i pray yours is the last one, that we’ve learned our lesson well
but hope and prayers aren’t enough, something’s gotta change
for all those little boys out there, who’d like to dance on stage 

the curtains they’ve closed now, it’s time to say goodnight
showtime is over, and they’ve turned out the lights 
you were just getting started, now you’re dancing in the sky
you were taken much too soon, and we’re left wondering why

moonwalk, my darlin’, dream you’ll be a star
moonwalk, my darlin’, i tell myself you are
moonwalk, my darlin’, dream you’ll be a star
moonwalk, my darlin’, i tell myself you are

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