Текст песни: Tilt. Collect 'Em All. Goddess Of The Moon.

Standing in a crater in my leaden shoes
I am held here by more than gravity
She's been hit so many times with heavenly abuse
Quite a history of catastrophe
But the footprints on her face are merely made by man
She is shining despite the rough terrain
I think she picks her teeth with the staff of a flag
She plucked from her teeth with playful disdain

Glowing survivor
Gorgeous in orbit
Throwing a spotlight
Over the chasm
Glowing survivor
Gorgeous in orbit
Over the sea ("Heavens" @ end)

Geological samples held up to the light
Teach very little of her life
Astronomer's deny what they can divine
By merely gazing up into her eyes
Every lunar cycle she begins anew
Not afraid to show herself in full
The man is a myth
Lovers share the view
All God's howling dogs to her are dutiful

If you come at nightfall
You can see all her magnitude
Her tidal tears have fallen
Reflective of the sun
Beaming her gratitude