And the Moon is Out Past Dawn Lyrics

The days are getting short again

And the moon is out past dawn

Will you visit me at summer's end

For a party before you're gone

We can laugh about the good times

We can sing about the sad

Though it pains me so to let you go

Holding on is just as bad

Last time we spoke your labouring soul

By a thistle had been replaced

It's a bloody shame you'll ne'er outgrow

Your wisdom beyond your days

So let's laugh about the good times

And let's sing about the sad

Though it pains me so to let you go

Holding on is just as bad

Now in spring we'll watch the thistles grow

As the bees make honeycomb

And we'll feast at last when once again

We gather in your new home

Then we'll laugh about the good times

And we'll sing about the sad

Though it pains me so to let you go

Holding on is just as bad

So let's laugh about the good times

And let's sing about the sad

And let's raise a glass to one who's passed

To meadows green at last

To meadows green at last

To meadows green at last