Oh moon that looks down on me
Can you fool and make me crazy?
When you're out, do you effect my sleep?
Enough to have nightmares or even count sheep
No, in truth, I think it is your light
Bathing my room, bringing in light
And not your gravitational pull
That makes me weak and feel a fool
Do the crazies come out on a moon lit night?
Perhaps if only because of the extra light
For we all need sleep and should not be out
Till the wee hours, when the mind tricks about
Perhaps this is the day we need to prepare for
And get extra sunshine, a lot, the day before
Melatonin and chemistry keep
Us on a regular pattern of sleep
Teachers, have you ever wondered if your students are wild because of the full moon? Medics, do you feel like all the crazies come to the ER on a full moon? Well, for the most part there is no study to prove it. Could have fooled me. Well, in Las Vegas it is more like the wind makes us crazy. Or the kids at least. And if it rains, watch the energy fly! Any thoughts on this?
Oh the wind plays
And whistles at me.
"Come out," It says
I do, and can't see.
Can you fool and make me crazy?
When you're out, do you effect my sleep?
Enough to have nightmares or even count sheep
No, in truth, I think it is your light
Bathing my room, bringing in light
And not your gravitational pull
That makes me weak and feel a fool
Do the crazies come out on a moon lit night?
Perhaps if only because of the extra light
For we all need sleep and should not be out
Till the wee hours, when the mind tricks about
Perhaps this is the day we need to prepare for
And get extra sunshine, a lot, the day before
Melatonin and chemistry keep
Us on a regular pattern of sleep
Teachers, have you ever wondered if your students are wild because of the full moon? Medics, do you feel like all the crazies come to the ER on a full moon? Well, for the most part there is no study to prove it. Could have fooled me. Well, in Las Vegas it is more like the wind makes us crazy. Or the kids at least. And if it rains, watch the energy fly! Any thoughts on this?
Oh the wind plays
And whistles at me.
"Come out," It says
I do, and can't see.
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