Perfect Moonlight

My perfect Moonlight is always being interrupted
By some petty concern, someone peddling insurance.

My sunset skyline is growing overcrowded.
The house they burned down is coming back with more stories.

I wish you would take me with you.
I don’t care where we go.
I wish you would take me with you
Down the road.

There’s no one waiting by the far-side banks of Jordan
But a bearded man who will die for the things he believes in.

He’s willing to take you with him.
He doesn’t care where you’re going.
He wishes to take you with him
Down the road.