A BETTER MOON
(Ian Anderson)

Jethro Tull


I see you better now, shaded in deeper blue.
Hardly needing to carry the find-your-way lamp
down to the river.
And tonight flies a better moon. 
Sad water buffalo lie fast near the shallows,
a splash revealing the fly-catching fishes.
Dark Gods silently watching.
And tonight flies a better moon.
I guess you've known lovers here, compliant in passion;
softly laid in the old reed bed, harshly lit in the noon sun.
And tonight flies a better moon.

Now cloaked in this milky light, new as the virgin dawn, 
shrouded sweetly in all kinds of mystery,
you turn, smile and then are gone.
And tonight flies a better moon.
And tonight flies a better moon. 
And tonight flies a better moon.