The sun and the moon

Once roamed the night sky

Together, together together

Bathed in silver and gold

But the sun yearned for day

While the moon slept

And went forth

Forever without rest

Lost in the bright new

Drifting, drifting, drifting away

Choose, said the moon

You must choose night or day

But not both,  both,  both

Or the earth will be scorched

In your endless heat

Choose, choose, choose