my moon evan park sand My moon. My night sun. In captured rotation around me. Caught in my gravity, I use yours to rile my seas and stir the curious up to their knees. My moon My night sun. You spin so evenly with me. In tempo and in harmony, I only see one side of your face. It's like you know my melody. But I know not yours. My moon My night sun and the side I never won. In captured rotation around me.