Moon on the Meadow

Moon on the Meadow

At camp we’d often end our closing all-camp campfire with slow songs. ┬áSome of my favorites were Linger, Barges, and this one, Moon on the Meadow. We usually only sang the first two verses but the whole song is lovely.

Moon on the meadow
bugs in our ears,
Smoke in our eyes,
wet wood and tears.
On up the meadow,
water somewhere,
We were the only ones there.

Wild horse and Slushy,
Dry Lake, the Peaks,
finding the love there
ev’ry one seeks.
Hiking to rainbows,
sunsets and stars,
Just finding out who we are.

We will return here
one lucky day,
Out hearts will guide us,
they’ve learned the way.
People in cities
don’t under stand
falling in love with the land.

Moon on the meadow,
bugs in our ears,
Smoke in our eyes
wet wood and tears.
On up the meadow,
water somewhere,
With you, my friend, I am there.

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