Im going to have to quote some lyrics from Maynard to answer this properly.
And in my darkest moments feeble and weeping, the moon tells me a secret, my confidant. As full and bright as i am, this light is not my own and a million light reflection, passes over me. Its source is bright and endless, ... View MoreIm going to have to quote some lyrics from Maynard to answer this properly.
And in my darkest moments feeble and weeping, the moon tells me a secret, my confidant. As full and bright as i am, this light is not my own and a million light reflection, passes over me. Its source is bright and endless, she resuscitates the hopeless, without her we are lifeless sattelites drifting.