Silver Moon
The First National Band Lyrics
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Cutting up the marble canyons of the sky
See the dust around my feet go churning
Moving with the winds down the highways
Of goodbyes
Standing in the lonely light of the silver moon
Looking over maps of memories for the road
With the unexpected destination of my home
Half the thoughts I'm thinking speak in sighs
As that same old wave of lonliness returns
And I can see you when I close my eyes
Speaking very softly as you turned
Standing in the lonely light of the silver moon
Looking over maps of memories for the road
Standing in the lonely light of the silver moon
With the unexpected destination of my home
Now I must go
Go and let go
Standing in the lonely light of the silver moon
Looking over maps of memories for the road
Standing in the lonely light of the silver moon
With the unexpected destination of my home
The First National Band's song 'Silver Moon' is a melancholic ballad that speaks of a journey towards finding oneself. The song starts with the lazy windmills slowly turning and cutting up the marble canyons of the sky. It speaks of the dust around the persona's feet, churning and moving with the winds down the highways of goodbyes. It is a reflection of the journey that is about to embark. The lonely light of the silver moon is the only guide, as memories are reflected upon and maps are studied for the road ahead.
The persona is standing there, mesmerized by the moon and half the thoughts that he is thinking of speak in sighs. He is flooded with loneliness as it returns like an old wave. The mention of seeing someone when he closes his eyes speaks of how he is still haunted by someone that he may have lost. The person speaks softly, and as they turn, he is left with only the moon's light as company.
The conclusion of the song speaks of leaving, letting go, and holding onto the hope of finding an unexpected destination of his home. In summary, 'Silver Moon' is an honest song about self-discovery, reflection, and melancholy.
Line by Line Meaning
See the lazy windmills slowly turning
Observing the windmills rotating at a leisurely pace
Cutting up the marble canyons of the sky
The windmills seem to be dissecting the clouds like marble canyons
See the dust around my feet go churning
Noticing the dust spinning around my feet as the wind picks up
Moving with the winds down the highways of goodbyes
Feeling like I am being swept away by the winds of change towards new departures
Standing in the lonely light of the silver moon
Being illuminated by the solitary radiance of the moon's glow
Looking over maps of memories for the road
Reflecting on past experiences, contemplating where to go next
With the unexpected destination of my home
Unpredictably returning to where I belong
Half the thoughts I'm thinking speak in sighs
My contemplations are filled with heavy-hearted sighs
As that same old wave of loneliness returns
The familiar feeling of isolation washes over me once again
And I can see you when I close my eyes
Visualizing the person I miss when my eyes are shut
Speaking very softly as you turned
Whispering gently when departing
Now I must go
The time has come for me to leave
Go and let go
Depart and release any lingering emotions
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: MICHAEL NESMITH
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@harrydonaldson1965
He was my fav when growing up. Was devastated when he passed away. The music world truly lost another well before his time.
@icemediapro
Michael Nesmith has always had one of the greatest singing voices I have ever heard in my 54 years
@kirkellsworth3632
I met him after a Monkees concert, and as he was signing his autograph, I told him I had all of his albums. He looked up at me and said "Oh... that was you?" My respect for him skyrocketed with that single show of modesty.
@pietervanderwesthuizen7800
Wow what a great song, timeless
@larrydaugherty2605
Such an awesome song. Back when music was good
@Ryssemis
Happy i found that song again after 50 years. I live in Denmark, north part of Europe. So certainly this great song is wellknown, over the world. Rest in piece MR. NESMITH.
@eduardor.z.2375
Escuchaba esta canción cuando era niño. Hoy tengo 62 años y la sigo escuchando. Hoy supe que la madre de Michael inventó el Liquid Paper.
Un saludo desde Argentina, uno de los países con los políticos más corruptos del mundo.
@joanedi5303
@@eduardor.z.2375 . deberias tomar más informaciones a proposito del gobierno venezolano, creo que el gobierno de Venezuela lleva puesta la corona de corrupcion
@bobderro4735
A TRUE Musician ..can understand his frustration during the Monkees final years in the 60's .
@daverice1650
What a song. What a talent. What a career. People like him make this all too often miserable world a better place.