THE NEW MOON’S ARMS – J.Lowe/B.Sanders / Lowe Life Music
When the winter night it reaches to your soul,
You’ll just sit all night by firelight, I can tell,
They’ve taken all the smoke out of your coal,
But why’d they have to take the warmth as well?
And dark night would bring you near to me,
To keep a boy from dreams of fear and home,
But now that boy is grown,
And those fears are yours alone,
And the old moon is resting in the new moon’s arms.
So I tell you all the talk about the town,
For to walk down there yourself you say is too far,
And all those friends who said they’d never let you down,
Now all their seats are empty round the bar.
And I’d pat that big old belly if I could,
Or kiss you on your shining, shaking head,
But at tenderness and touch we’re not so good,
So I’ll stoke your precious fire for you instead.