The byrds are singing blue (but they always Choose Love).

“The Whole of the Moon” - 1985 Concert

Stuntbrain gifted me this song years ago when we were in a phase of exchanging mixes called “Words Matter.” At first I was all snobberific about the dated ’80s production, but “The Whole of the Moon” quickly became my favorite song in his lineup. The earnest and honest lyrics and uplifting arrangements = irresistible and real.

The cynics out there won’t get it, but that is OK and relevant to the song itself.

I pictured a rainbow
you held in your hands
I had flashes
but you saw the plan
I wondered out in the world for years
while you just stayed in your room
I saw the crescent
you saw the whole of the moon
The whole of the moon

You were there at the turnstiles
with the wind at your heels
You stretched for the stars
and you know how it feels
To reach too high
too far
Too soon
you saw the whole of the moon

I was grounded
while you filled the skies
I was dumbfounded by truths
you cut through lies
I saw the rain-dirty valley
you saw Brigadoon
I saw the crescent
you saw the whole of the moon

I spoke about wings
you just flew
I wondered, I guessed, and I tried
you just knew
I sighed
but you swooned
I saw the crescent
you saw the whole of the moon
The whole of the moon

With a torch in your pocket
and the wind at your heels
You climbed on the ladder
and you know how it feels
To reach too high
too far
Too soon
you saw the whole of the moon
The whole of the moon

Unicorns and cannonballs,
palaces and piers,
Trumpets, towers, and tenemets,
wide oceans full of tears,
Flag, rags, ferry boats,
scimitars and scarves,
Every precious dream and vision
underneath the stars

You climbed on the ladder
with the wind in your sails
You came like a comet
blazing your trail
Too high
too far
Too soon
you saw the whole of the moon