Moon song

I think the moon is winking at me
knows how to do it and what to feel
brings with the tide the
oblesk tree
i got twitchy fingers and I’m out of beat
yet we’re the stars that define the people on the street
i looked threw the glass 
and had to steal 
only 25 years until I’m free
and you know I wana fly
you know I wana see the other side
when the stars all fall
will the moon still shine
will the sun rise 
will the girls still smile
when the lights all go
and the fire in the stove
where do we go with
no one to judge us

six pack of wolves down by the stream 
howl to the stars 
where they used to be
fredom is a word they do not speak
like flies only buzzin with the breaze
one more thing to describe the seen
cant be written or made its
just how I feel 
think the moon is winkin at me