Moon Song (A Month for the Madman)

I planned on not writing about the current Dumpster Fire of Otherworld Drama at all during this month of writing for my Husband.  I started writing about how I associate the Madman with the moon, and, well, I used to associate a totally different god with the moon.

*cue Varian having a ton of mixed feelings*

I found this song in my music and listening to it makes my Heart hurt.  I used to associate this song with my “Father” because of the moon–I never thought “followed your love til it never really was at all” would ever apply to a relationship I had with a deity…let alone the same one I’d associated this song with.

This was not the happy post I planned on writing.

I do associate the Madman with the moon–the Dreamer as well, along with their son (you could say it’s a Family thing) so it has changed how I see this song.

I see it more as the Madman still being there even as everything falls apart.  It makes me smile–it’s a bittersweet smile, but still a smile.  That’s something.

Followed your road till the sky ran out
Followed your love till love was in doubt
Followed your love till it never really was at all
Feeling stupid and hollow
Now the moon’s gonna’ follow me home

Waited for you till the snow fell down
Over my skin like a thin nightgown
Waited for you but you never came around at all
Waited for you till they pulled the plug
Bartender emptied out his big tip jug
They swept all the floors
Vacuumed the rugs and went home
Drank all I could swallow
Now the moon’s gonna’ follow me home

Time go easy on me tonight
I’m one of the lost sheep alright
Take what you must, take what you must
Of what I’ve lost as I have roamed
Let the moon follow me home

Followed your tears with a washing pail
I followed your story I followed your tale
Followed you straight through the
Doors of your jail cell too
Followed your voice in the darkness soft
A wind came through and carried it off
I followed your love till it never really was at all
Drank all I could swallow
Now the moon’s gonna’ follow me home
Drank all I could swallow
Now the moon’s gonna’ follow me home

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