Moon on the Meadow

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 everyone seeks
Hiking to rainbows, sunsets and stars
Just finding out who we are.

We will return here some lucky day
Our hearts will guide us, they know the way
People in cities don't understand
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 friends I am there.