“Silver Moon (live)”

See the lazy windmill slowly turning
Cutting up the marble canyons of the sky
See the dust around my feet go churning
Moving with the winds down the highways of goodbye

I’m standing in the lonely light of the silver moon
Looking over maps of memories for the road
Standing in the lonely light of the silver moon
With the unexpected destination of my home

Half the thoughts I’m thinking speak in sighs
As that same old wave of loneliness returns
And I can see you when I close my eyes
Speaking very softly as you turn

And I’m standing in the lonely light of the silver moon
Looking over maps of memories for the road
Standing in the lonely light of the silver moon
With the unexpected destination of my home

[break]

Now I must go
Go and let go

I’m standing in the lonely light of the silver moon
I’m looking over maps of memories for the road
Standing in the lonely light of the silver moon
With the unexpected destination of my home
With the unexpected destination of my home
With the unexpected destination of my home
Of my home

Mike: Thanks very much. Thank you. Huh, huh. Thanks, wow, great, yes, great. Fantastic. Back at ya. Alright.


  1. The Monkees: The Day-by-Day Story of the ’60s TV Pop Sensation (2005), Andrew Sandoval, p. 299.