Dark Side Of The Moon

The lunatic is on the grass
The lunatic is on the grass
Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs
Got to keep the loonies on the path
The lunatic is in the hall
The lunatics are in my hall
The paper holds their folded faces to the floor
And every day the paper boy brings more
And if the dam breaks open many years too soon
And if there is no room upon the hill
And if your head explodes with dark forbodings too
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon
The lunatic is in my head
The lunatic is in my head
You raise the blade, you make the change
You re-arrange me 'till I'm sane
You lock the door
And throw away the key
There's someone in my head but it's not me.
And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear
And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon

"I can't think of anything to say except...
I think it's marvellous! HaHaHa!"

Brain Damage - Pink Floyd

For the first time in ages, there were no clouds. There were no raindrops. Its been miserable weather for weeks, and tonight it was clear, cold and worthy of capturing the moon through the tree tops. I didnt have my tripod with me so just used ordinary night time setting for this. Its a shame as it could have been a much better picture.
Its an amazing night for seeing stars and reflecting on what might have been. Its a good night to look up and have a lengthy conversation with those you miss the most. Those that are on The Dark Side Of The Moon.